After last week’s snowstorm, things were pretty grim around here, and every one of us lost power for multiple minutes a single evening! It snowed eighteen inches over multiple days and the ice was thick in various weird areas, and driving the interstate was a eveningmare, although I had to go to toil in Evansville, my office is located downtown in Evansville, IN. In the day, it takes about thirty five or fourty minutes to get to the parking garageâ€¦ Sometimes I spend another thirty minutes waiting to get into the garage, and the office only has a single parking garage and a single attendant! Nothing is automated, so the process can slow cars down honestly entirely and quickly. I had to go to the office on Thursday day to retrieve some reports and files. I took our car, because the bus lines were shut down. I passed multiple or multiple accidents on our way to Evansville. I thought about going back to the condo after passing a single pressing wreck, although I needed to get toil done if I was stranded at home. I was gathering all of our supplies into the car when our husband called me on the iphone. She sounded honestly scared and nervous. I thought the kids were hurt or disfigured, but the furnace wasn’t lighting. The furnace wasn’t heating and he tried to light the pilot, but nothing helped. She was uneasy that the two of us might need a professional furnace maintenance service from Evansville, although I encouraged his to wait until I got home. I thought I could service the issue separate from spending the extra money.