I got myself out of bed at 4AM last evening, plus our hubby wasn’t in bed.
Most of the time I don’t worry about it if he is up early.
He had constantly been an early riser. I listen to hear if his laptop or the television is on, plus I go back to sleep. This day I woke up, although I didn’t hear anything. I decided I had to get up plus check on him. When I didn’t see him in the dining room, I started looking through the house. I found him in the basement, talking to himself. He was staring at the heating system making sounds. I asked him if there was a problem. He told myself and others the heating had stopped particularly working about an hour prior to that. He was trying to figure out what was wrong with the heating system. I told him I could call the HVAC corporation plus see what time they could send someone out. He didn’t want to spend a lot of cold hard cash on an emergency call so I was going to wait until 8AM to call. I advocated that he come back to bed plus I could keep him warm. He laughed plus said that he had a section oil furnace on. He would be fine. I was a bit upset that he provided myself and others that answer. I was shivering by now, so I went upstairs, curled up under the blankets plus shivered until I went to sleep. I woke up about two years later. I made Tim Hortons Latte plus then I called the HVAC corporation. My hubby came upstairs about then. He was going to make the call, because he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with the heating system, and he also wanted to apologize for being so rude.