That's a hot one

I hate it when I'm an idiot. And I'm one far to often for my own liking.

Today's idiot move hit me the moment I walked in the front door after arriving home from work. It was warm. In my house. On a mild, but cloudy day, it should not have been warm in my house. It hasn't been warm in my house for weeks.

I instantly knew why it was warm. I obviously left the heat on when I left for work this morning

My apartment has those stupid electric space heaters that send your electric bill in the stratosphere if you dare use them. I'm mostly avoided turning them on, except in the mornings when getting ready for work, in an effort to prevent the water from the shower from freezing to my skin before I can get dressed.

So I turned on the little tiny heater in my bedroom this morning. Obviously I forgot to turn it off before I left. And, obviously I left the dial, which has no temperature setting, turned way too high because over the course of the day, the little heater had warmed the entire apartment, and it was still buzzing away when I walked into the bedroom, with the first beads of sweat starting to form on my forehead.

God I'm an idiot. This month's electric bill is going to be a joy.

I have the feeling it's going to be a long winter, and either very cold or very expensive.

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