... and while I'm kvetching about house things

My apartment has been consistently 63 for about the couple of days or so (I don't remember exactly when I noticed). The thermostat is not set for 63; I have it a bit cooler for sleeping and a bit warmer when I'm home and awake.

One theory is that it's the thermostat. Another theory is that the pilot light on the gas furnace in the basement blew out (the gas to the stove is fine, so it's not outside the building). Logically, I should check the furnace to see if the pilot light is on, light it if not, and get new batteries/new thermostat if it is.

However.

We've been having the basement remediated for mold, and the whole level is blocked off with plastic sheeting. No way to tell what's going on down there. (No way to do laundry in the building either, but that's less of an issue just now.)

I can usually deal with a bit of chill, but I'm finding it hard to deal with being cold and being annoyed at the damned alarm that's still going off next door. I hate feeling like I need to leave my home.

At least I won't freeze, even if I am cold. (I'm assuming I'm stealing the downstairs neighbors' heat as it rises to stay this warm). On second thought, I don't know that it's 63; all I know is that the theromostat says it is. And if it's the source of the trouble, then it's not necessarily reliable about the temperature, either.... Feh.

I wish I knew what happened to the fingerless gloves I used to have.

Weekend notes

• Having an excuse for a six-mile walk on a beautiful winter day is a good thing.
  
• So is having an excuse to dress up extra fancy, though I still wish I had elbow-length gloves (my hands are too large, unfortunately). The hat and peacock scarf did admirably, however.
  
• Da Vinci's Notebook gives a great concert; I haven't laughed that much in ages (talking clitori! Purple Rain as sung by Kermit! high audience geek quotient! not to mention some songs :-). Thanks to KimberLogic for the last-minute ticket.
  
• The Coat Rule: coats will always tend towards upsidedownness when put on a seat, if at all possible. Many thanks to Chanaleh for rescuing my ATM card.
  
• I was surprised by the percentage of the audience I knew; that got higher as I met three new people, two of whom are known to have LJs, even. Huzzah for the friends of friends effect. The world shrinks yet again.
  
• Getting out of the house is a good thing. There are mornings when it's hard to get myself moving; why is it that I can't remember how helpful it is. It also makes this underheated apartment feel warmer.
  
• Building 19 is addictive. I went in for a paintbrush, and ended up with socks and lots of books too.
  
• I wish the library had been open. They were closed for inventory. I don't really know what that means. Do they check for misplaced books? That's all I can think of; counting them seems redundant when they're catalogued on computer.