For a week, our gas furnace has been shut off. When we had it looked at to have it maintained, there were two cracks in the heat exchanger. So now we must get a new furnace. Simple, eh? Not at all.
The engineer who serviced the furnace said she would get someone to give us a quote. In the meantime, we contacted three other companies to do the same. The first man came on Monday. Their company specializes in renting heating equipment, on a never-never plan. Hmm. We’d not considered that. It would save us from having to dip into our pension money, but the full cost would have been double (at least) by the end of seven years. And then what? Susan’s family didn’t like the sound of that, especially as we might want to sell the house at some stage, down the road.
The sales representative from the original company finally came on Wednesday. Susan’s grandson’s German Shepherd, Raven, didn’t like him, one bit. She even lunged at him, which is totally unusual. When Raven was sequestered, the man reluctantly came in. But he was on edge. He spent all of 15 minutes in our house, and without giving us any details, fled to the security of his van. Very late the next evening, (Thursday) he sent a series of quotes…for air conditioning.
Meanwhile, we knew by then that one of the representatives had let us know that he couldn’t make it until early next week. He only lives around the corner from us!
Finally, the fourth man arrived late yesterday afternoon. He had a briefcase with him. But when he opened it, he realized he’d grabbed the wrong one: air conditioners, again. (Well, it is that time of year, after all.) But, despite this setback, he proceeded to sell us the gas furnace information that we wanted to hear. His email quote later in the evening confirmed what he’d verbally related to us. (I’m inclined to go with him since he persevered.)
The Exact (Local) Moment that Mercury Turned Direct Yesterday
Let’s Recap the Timing
May 26th: we were told we needed a new furnace
May 30th: the first salesman offered us rentals
June 1st: the second one escaped with his life
June 3rd: the third one muddled through, somewhat successfully
With Mercury going direct again, yesterday, the confusion around the furnace has lifted. And despite the fourth man waiting until next week, I feel like we’re finally getting somewhere. So, don’t let anyone tell you that Astrology is just a bit of nonsense. The proof is in the way things turn out.