You will note that this thermostat is set at 80 degrees and yet the temperature in the room is only 70. And that is good. Usually I wake up and it is between 64-66 degrees up here – with the thermostat set at 80.
That’s because this thermostat – which came with the house – has not worked in two years and what heat I have in the upstairs comes from the radiators in the downstairs – which has a working thermostat.
This thermostat has not worked for two years because, well, the house is old and installing thermostats is not Chip’s forté. It is not made of leather or wood or anything naturally occurring in nature. It involves wires and electric and plastic and technological stuff. And it wasn’t that cold last year. But this year . . . . We had to really figure this out.
Realistically, its not like the wiring that came with this 137 year old house is made to correspond with current technology. Heck, there are so many generations of wiring inside my walls that we have found live wires attached to, oh, nothing in our ceilings when wiring lights. (Which we fixed, but still. . .) So Chip has a reason to be tentative when working with the wiring in this old house.
But my husband loves me. As my office is in the upstairs family room, he has seen me doing a lot of typing while wearing my fingerless mitts to keep my hands warm. So, before the year ended, Chip ran out and bought a new thermostat for the upstairs. Not a programmable one but a basic one. He had tried installing a programmable one when we installed the downstairs thermostat and we were rather quickly on the phone to our friend Ray to please come to the house to install it for us while the temperatures dropped. That one was just a little beyond his self taught expertise in bringing our 1875 home into the 2000s. So this time we went a little more basic.
Still – there were some things to figure out. Like the old thermostat used 4 wires in making its connections.
The new one used two.
Chip knew he had to combine them, but did the red go with the yellow or the black or the green? In the end he went red with yellow and black with green and crossed his fingers.
You will notice that the old one did not.
Chip figured that out after nothing happened the first time he set it up.
But set it up he did – and an amazing thing happened. Chip set the temperature at 70 degrees. And the heat came on. And it heated the upstairs to 70 degrees.
It’s a beautiful thing. I am typing this without wearing fingerless mitts. I love my husband.
So why do a blog post about putting in a new thermostat? Because it is one of those everyday types of things that we do that is important. It should be celebrated because it was an accomplishment, even if small. My house is a little bit better for it. My everyday life is definitely better for it. And my beloved husband did something that he could not do before – he installed a thermostat. Cool.
Onward and Upward.