We are so upscale [how upscale are you?] that we have two furnaces: a 35000 BTU monster that heats the coach, and a tiny 7* BTU furnace that heats the bedroom. One dark and stormy night last week, the big furnace lost consciousness and went into a coma.**
*this is a lie
**when a grammarian loses consciousness, does she slip into a comma?
|How big is YOUR orifice?|
That involves seating it correctly in this hole:
rewiring it, reattaching the gas line, and aligning the exhaust with the exhaust hole on the door:
|We can't blame 9. He was just a child then.|
and then it was warm inside. Magic!
The same weekend she did this:
and removed this:
So what if it was -8°F. just after sunrise this morning? What could go wrong?†