Holiday Heating
For some reason the heat in my building always breaks down on holidays. I got back to Boston post-turkey and it was ambient November in my apartment with no hot water, either. (It didn’t help that I’d left the windows cracked.) So I did what I usually do when the heat’s off on a cold winter night—I camped out in the kitchen and baked.
It turned out there were actual furnace guys in the basement fixing things, which was more than I’d hoped for. The hot water came on after a couple of hours, and the heat a bit after that. So NaNo continues without frozen fingers.