Have you ever seen anything so freaking sexy in your life? No? Then you haven't lived for over 20 years with steam radiators hissing and spitting clanking in the middle of the night waking you up and leaving you either gasping for air in a sauna or layering on the socks in an icebox. I love old world and old school and Charming Suitor and I are committed to keeping many of the quirky original details of this home. But the old heating system had to go, and these monstrous babies are my new favorite thing, and they haven't even been turned on yet! When we got home last night and went downstairs to look at them, CS and I danced a jig, and spun around the room like Anna and the King of Siam, and whooped and hollered and smooched. And then one of the Matts came downstairs to do his laundry and caught us, so now we are officially Mr. and Mrs. Landlord Crazypants. And we? Don't give a flying fig. When they actually make the shift from the old boiler to the new furnaces we may explode in joy.
And just wait till Spring when we add on the air conditioning compressors and don't have to install the usual five window units, we may actually lose consciousness.
T-minus eleven days till I turn in the new book, so back to the grind.
Yours in good taste and imminent central heating,