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ETA 9:05 p.m. I can now hear the heating system, and the space seems to be warming up again.
I may have spoken too soon. The radiators are now barely warm, and I am cold. We have turned the space heater in this room back on. I don't know what's going on, but we haven't heard from either the management company or the maintenance person since lunchtime.
We have heat! The building has an entire new boiler, and we had the delightful side-quest this morning of trying to figure out why we couldn't get the power in this room back on after something overloaded the circuit. The answer turned out to be that the ground fault interrupter in the bathroom also controls the circuit in this adjoining room.
The side quest involved having a maintenance person come in to look around (which worked, he identified the problem) while I sat in my bedroom with the door closed, because he thought that pulling his shirt up over his face was adequate masking to protect me. We have masks, Adrian offered him one.
Also, I dropped off my ballot after lunch today, and came home via Trader Joe's, to restock our supply of interesting dried fruit, specifically, mandarins and Montmorency cherries. (We do get other dried fruit there, but plenty of stores stock raisins, dried cranberries, and dried apricots.)
However, the tips of my left thumb and fingers hurt as I type, so I think it's time for an NSAID and something that doesn't involve a keyboard.
I may have spoken too soon. The radiators are now barely warm, and I am cold. We have turned the space heater in this room back on. I don't know what's going on, but we haven't heard from either the management company or the maintenance person since lunchtime.
We have heat! The building has an entire new boiler, and we had the delightful side-quest this morning of trying to figure out why we couldn't get the power in this room back on after something overloaded the circuit. The answer turned out to be that the ground fault interrupter in the bathroom also controls the circuit in this adjoining room.
The side quest involved having a maintenance person come in to look around (which worked, he identified the problem) while I sat in my bedroom with the door closed, because he thought that pulling his shirt up over his face was adequate masking to protect me. We have masks, Adrian offered him one.
Also, I dropped off my ballot after lunch today, and came home via Trader Joe's, to restock our supply of interesting dried fruit, specifically, mandarins and Montmorency cherries. (We do get other dried fruit there, but plenty of stores stock raisins, dried cranberries, and dried apricots.)
However, the tips of my left thumb and fingers hurt as I type, so I think it's time for an NSAID and something that doesn't involve a keyboard.