I may have found a new career.
Our furnace stopped working properly this afternoon. The pilot light wouldn't stay lit. After I did all I could, (which consisted of taking the cover off, looking inside, and saying, "hmmm...the pilot light doesn't appear to be lit.") I called the furnace repair people. Bless their little hearts. I got an immediate call back (hurray!) and was told that since today was a Sunday, overtime rates applied and that he had two other calls before me. So, in desperation, I asked if there was anything I could try. Well, guess what?
There was. And I did.
And by the time Mr. Furnace Repairman called back to check on me, I had fixed the furnace. I sure did! (And I thought it was so nice of Mr. Furnace Repairman to call back and check on me. I thanked him profusely for his money saving advice. And simple instructions.) Apparently there's this little rod thing in the furnace thing that senses whether or not heat is really needed. This little rod thing gets black really easily and when it's black and not shiny silver, it won't let the pilot light thing light and stay on. Who knew? So all I had to do was get the screws off the front of the furnace with a 5/16 nutjob (honest to pete, that's what he called it. I always thought a nutjob was a crazy person.), remove the little rod thing on the far left (not the one with the two white wires and the little plug...those break really easily) and scrub on the rod part with steel wool until it is shiny and new looking again. Then you just put it all together again and flip the switch and voila! The pilot light thing lights up and you have heat! And no overtime charges!
To celebrate my mechanical prowess, I fixed chocolate chip pancakes with peanut butter syrup. Since this is one of the childrens favorite dishes, I am being lauded as cook extraordinaire as well. It doesn't get any better than this! (she says as she's looking around for the other shoe to drop....)