For the last couple of months, I’ve been the most annoying wretch and complained about my heater to anyone within a few metres’ range when the mood struck me, regardless of what they wanted. Poor them. I’m sorry.
The problem was not that my heater didn’t work at all — it gave off heat, but there didn’t seem to be any difference in temperature after 25’C. 35’C felt exactly the same. Actually, that wasn’t the problem either, since I don’t need to live in 35’C temperature: the problem was that my room was sanely warm in the daytime, and then cold at night. I woke up shivering more often than not, and hoped that turning up the thermostat would help. (Getting extra blankets didn’t have much effect, unfortunately. The extra weight also hampered my nightly tossing and turning, so I woke up exhausted.)
I put in a work order last week — couldn’t hurt, whatever the consequences — and the man who came to look it over said that it might be burning itself out and suggested putting it at 20’C instead.
Maybe it’s too soon to say as it hasn’t snowed again since last weekend, but it does seem to be working and I don’t wake up cold every morning anymore.
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