the bane of my winter existence here in maine is checking the heating oil.
it's a constant worry and always has me stressed out. you see, i have to call someone to fill up the heating oil tank, which at a minimum is a two day ordeal and if this runs out, there's no heat...which would suck. also the gauge isn't 100% accurate. so after a few hard learned lessons, i've learned that if it gets to an 1/8" i'm screwed.
i now place my oil order at a quarter tank.
in a weird way though, just like in life, sometimes it's the little annoying things like this that give life a rhythm. so even though, i'm constantly on edge about this little chore, it does make it feel like it's winter..
as if the 0 degree weather wasn't enough.