My home page at home is set to The Onion now, just for some variety. I stumble across random amusement that way, so I was tickled to find Reaganomics Finally Trickles Down To Area Man this morning. I never was a Reagan fan, and was stunned when I visited Washington to find the homage still lingering (flags at half-staff for a MONTH?), so it was nice to be reminded I wasn’t the only one saying, “Mmm, you’re not helping ME.” Trickledown, no. Trickled ON, maybe.

As I type, heat swirls around my feet. When I had to remove a skim coat of frost from a windshield at 6 a.m. yesterday, I knew it might not be long, and it wasn’t. I dread paying for it, but 58 degrees was just a bit too chilly for the house. And as I expected, when it kicked on yesterday afternoon, the smell was less than delightful.

We have a humidifier. I forgot about it, which means it didn’t occur to me that the drain hose likely had been moved over the summer. But last evening, someone went into the basement and came back up noting there was water all over the floor. I promised to remember next year. Add this to the list of reasons we don’t keep anything of value in the basement – all reasons water-related, of course.

This post originally appeared on ourMidland.com, the online home of the Midland (MI) Daily News. Republished with permission.