Me and Mr Bear sitting in front of the fireplace trying to stay warm this morning.  Negative eight degrees Fahrenheit outside and our furnace quit working.

My sister, Ainsley, who fancies herself quite the Scottie of Science, says it is a pressure switch failure based on her analysis of the fault codes, and she would fix it except she has no tools, no spare parts and no opposable thumbs.

Repair man came and said it is a clogged outtake condensate line.

Ainsley is such an idiot.