So the first Wednesday of the month is Senior Day at the Palace of Food, which Neighbor L and I hit most months.
On the way back she graciously agreed to stop at the post office to see if the new orifice for my misbehaving bedroom heater had arrived. Happy day, it had! Which celebration turned to concern as the moment for installing it approached, because if this didn’t work I was down to replacing the whole furnace. Which was going to make me feel pretty stupid, but that’s the extremity I’m prepared to go to if it gets me my bedroom heater back. The worst of the winter is (probably) over but the nights are always still cold: At high altitude, with little humidity, we get some pretty mean day/night temperature swings and I want my bedroom heater, dammit. (Stomps foot like a 3-year-old.)
I had already taken off the firebox access plate, on which the pilot assembly is mounted, so often that the gaskets were falling apart. So I got a new roll of flat woven gasket material from the local hardware and was ready to go. Messing with the new gasket situation added time to the process of getting the new pilot assembly – with its second new orifice – installed, but by about two in the afternoon we were ready to try.
And it works! Oh happy day, it works. I have my bedroom heater back. At least for now.
Yes!
Good for you
Some good news from the gulch… Huzzah!
Break out the hot toddy with a splash of rum.
Hot damn! Congrats!!
Perhaps order a spare right away so that you can have one on hand for the next time Mr. Murphy comes to visit. Maybe a thermocouple, too.