Traditions

We've had the good fortune of mild weather the last few week. I've had thermostat troubles and they are still unresolved.
I've contacted no less than six a/c guys and it's still broke. I'm guessing a small job like this isn't work their time so they've all volunteered to help walk me through the wiring routine but none want to come here.
I've got one more shot before I bite the bullet and call the power company repairman out. I've dreaded doing that because I fear I'll have to tap my ailing 401k to pay the tab. But the bottom line is this - if I plan to reach my 35th wedding anniversary in May of this year, I've got to get the heat and a/c fix.
We had our traditional St. Patty's Day meal tonight. Corned beef and cabbage with potato's on the side. Of course I had to stop and bet a batch of Guinness to toast the Irish. After I get through here, I'm retiring to the TV room to watch Darby O'Gill and the Little People. I love traditions.