Monday gets such a bad rap.  I feel kind of bad for it.  And on days like today where it’s super cold out, reminding us that winter is right around the corner, it doesn’t help Monday’s cause much.

We came home from a weekend away to a house that was in the low 60’s.  We had a problem with our heat last spring. . . it wouldn’t turn OFF in a few rooms, so James had to mess with some things down in our crawl space.  And now it won’t turn back ON again.  So, here we are with three littles (one of them little little), with a house that is in need of some warming–even if we only warm up the bedrooms.  Out come the space heaters.  And ten minutes later, a blown fuse.  Oy.  In the end, we figured it all out.  The boys stayed warm.  And our room remained an ice box.  Time to figure out the heat, especially with the forecast of 40’s for the next week.  Let’s rewind to July?