Luckily, I have no legions of devoted readers, or I imagine they would have abandoned me long ago, as I am quite slothful in keeping up with this whole blogging thing. There are just so many TV shows to watch.
I am going to wrap up this furnace woes story and, if I have my way, never speak of it again. Two months ago I was going to call back the WC. Call them back, I did, and speak to them in this style, I did not.
Imagine my surprise when my phone call met with success. I was placed on hold a few times while the rep I spoke to called and spoke with the contractor who replaced my furnace to verify that I had, indeed, written the $35 check as I had previously stated. The WC rep then told me that they were going to take care of everything in-house, and that I would no longer owe any money, nor would I receive any more letters. Amazingly enough, that has held true! I did get a notice a week or two ago that said my plan was expiring soon and I needed to act quickly to ensure that I did not experience a lapse in my amazing coverage.
The contractor also called me later to make sure that I was being taken care of. He also told me that as per his contract with the WC, he was allowed to charge me $35 or any other price he chose, as he saw fit. When I finally can’t take it any more and get central air conditioning installed in my house, he will be the first one I call.
So it was kind of an anticlimactic ending to the saga, but that’s okay. I am going to get back to poetism commentaries shortly, and possibly other subjects, too. While I was at church a few weeks ago I found the original draft of a new beginning, which excited me rather more than it should have. I won’t get to that commentary for a while, but I am looking forward to it.