I'm all alone, more or less
So my family left for thanksgiving, off to see far away people and such. And I got to stay home, which I consider a good thing. But it's not all rosy here. As they were walking out the door dad mentioned that he had turned the heat down. Makes sense, if they arn't here why should the whole house be kept toasty warm, only room that needs to be warm is mine. So I didn't worry about it...
Well it turns out that dad turned the heat off instead of turning it down. Now normally this wouldn't be much of a problem since I don't use the heat in my room. I like it a bit on the cool side, and my computer dumps out a fair sized amount of waste heat as it is.
But with the rest of the house not being heated, there is no trickly of hot air from it to my room to help keep my room warm, and the computer was never designed to heat a room. And winter has arrived, making it rather cold outside. So it's a bit on the chilly side in my room right now. I'd turn the heat on, but the pipes leak in my room (and only my room, go figure) so I can't. My room is at about 55 (guestimate since the thermometer stops at 60) and the rest of the house is a little over 40.
Thanks to the amazing invention known as a sweater, and the only slightly less amazing invention known as a blanket, I'll be fine. Mostly I find it funny, the heat is most definetly turned down