Sunday morning. I wake up. It is strangely cold in our cottage. I go down our metal spiral staircase and it is unusually cold as well. I get in the shower and run the water. It is not getting hot. It is not even getting warm. I turn it off and instantly go to the kitchen and start boiling water because that is what you do when there is any emergency. I wake up Husband. He looks at our furnace, but it is very old and the instruction manual states, “check to see if pilot light is on, if it is not call a professional”. Great. Husband asks why I have water boiling and I explained that I wasn’t sure, but we might have to do some sort of sponge bath. It didn’t work. So when all else fails, and it did, we went to the In-Laws. Naturally.