As you know, I live in a mobile home. It’s pretty well-insulated, and when I pull the thick drapes over the windows, it is not drafty. The Oil Burner and my stacked washer-dryer occupy the same closet off the dining room.
I had just put a roll of paper towels on the shelf atop the washer/dryer. Then I did a load of laundry, and went into the den to work on my computer.
Evidently, during the spin cycle, the roll of toilet paper was knocked off its lofty perch, hit the kill-switch on the way down, and then scored a perfect three-pointer in the waste basket.
Being hard-of-hearing, I didn’t hear a thing.
Nor did I hear the fact that the furnace was NOT turning over.
It wasn’t til a few hours later that I noticed I was c-c-c-cold.
I checked everything, the reset button, the thermostadt, and even outside, I checked the tank and all the connections.
But I didn’t even think about the “kill switch”. After all, how could it be tripped by itself?
The repairman finally came three hours later (by now the house was like a refrigerator) and he flipped the switch.
I was so humiliated that I was not charged for the visit.
Gremlins at work!
Thank heavens for a nice repairman! He had the Christmas spirit!