Not only did our worst snow storm so far, and first of four in the next 5 days, hit this morning... our furnace broke.
I woke up this morning in a freezing house

. Jimmy called the company and yelled at them, they said they'd send a guy out by 3 this afternoon. Of course, it's snowing too hard for them to make it, so they're coming tomorrow morning. Jimmy and our housemate both have to work early tomorrow so it'll be me here when he gets here. I promised I'd behave myself but I want to yell at them. Len's staying with Jimmy's mom tonight because it's not *unbearably* cold in here, but it's too cold for my baby.
Why, WHY did the furnace have to crap out now during a snow storm? Bah. I want to move now.