Or, well, at least a working furnace. First I installed the nest in the summer and it worked great. Now as things are getting colder I simply told it to heat the house. Nothing. It didn't work. I checked the logs and apparently the heating wires don't have any power. So, I pull out a volt meter that I barely know how to use, and with some sleuthing figure out that a little black box in the furnace is converting the 24V of power down to 3V, which isn't enough to run the nest. No idea why it steps it down. So in order to make things comfortable, I hook up the old thermostat and check that the heat comes on. No worries.
Then this morning it's cool in the house. I can't get the heat to turn on. I don't understand why. I feel like a failure. I can't get a wire to tell a box to make a flame. I don't pretend to be a handy man, but shouldn't I be able to fix it? I can't. It's pissing me off. Why can't I fork myself, become an expert in all professions needed around the house: mechanic, bike mechanic, world class cook, plumber, electrician, carpenter?
*sigh*
Time to read a poem that I got the other day.
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