After an hour and a half of phone calls, worrying, more phone calls, more worrying, and repeated trips to the basement to stare at the boiler, the boiler is now on again.
We don't know why. We didn't do anything to it, other than worry about/at it. Maybe that's what it needed -- it needed us to worry about it, just to know that it mattered, that it was important. After all the fuss over the water heater, maybe the boiler was just jealous?
I have no idea.
We're going to bed.
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in case this makes you feel any better: my heating did the exact same thing a couple nights ago.
ReplyDeletepossibly different from your situation: that night, it was -26C *without* the windchill.
hope it never happens again. to either of us.