Have you ever lived with a radiator?
Living with one is a chore. How should I explain it?
Perhaps, an accurate portrayal would be a very loud, long-winded tea kettle.
Tuesday night was the first time since moving in that it has been cold enough for our landlord to turn on the broiler. We had a brief conversation with him on our way out to a cafe and he mentioned it might get down into the 30s. A few short minutes after we arrived home that evening, a hissing sound began, which perplexed me because it only seemed to get louder. Was it a cat? Was the cat dying?
And then the sound turned into a whistle, a steady, reliable one. Had I left on the tea kettle?
The whistle grew angrier and angrier. Finally, the realization hit that the 4 radiators throughout our apartment had fired up.
Alas, the relief of knowing ended oh so soon when I realized that this would be the normal background music for most of fall and winter!
1 comment:
hmm, That is weird. In my experience, they typically don't make that much noise. Maybe you should have that checked out. I can't believe it is so cold! It's a scorching sunny, 86 here today. blech!
Miss you!
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