I don’t have heat in my office, and I was using a space heating system to keep me warm when I was toiling.
I knew it was a stupid thing to do, because the space heating system I bought did not have a control unit.
It was on, or it was off. My husband told me he didn’t think it was safe to use the space heater, because it was on carpeting. He wanted me to get a fireproof pad and put the space heating system on it, however it was too warm to touch. I told him I would buy 1, although I never got around to it. I would go into my office to work, and turn the space heater. Whenever I went out, even if it was to go to the washroom, I would turn it off. The heat wasn’t steady when I was doing this, however it would just continue to blow heat until I was dripping with sweat. My husband came into the room 1 afternoon and left the door open. He said as warm as it was in my office, the two of us could heat the entire downstairs. I didn’t think he was funny, however the cool air that came into the room felt room good, then one afternoon, I called my husband and told him the space heating system was overheating. I couldn’t turn it off, and it was almost ninety degrees in the room. I unclogged it, however when I clogged it in, it wouldn’t start again. My husband told me I was fortunate I didn’t burn the condo down when he finally came upstairs. There were burnt marks on the floor where the space heating system was sitting.