What next?

My furnace was working. It had kicked in a couple times when the weather had started to get a little colder. Then it stopped working. It has happened before a couple times in previous years and one of the two heating "professionals" was able to get it working, but admitted that he didn't know the actual problem.  So this time, I contacted a building contractor that used to live here and asked if they could recommend someone who dealt particularly with furnace repairs and maintenance. I was provided with the company name, phone number and even the name of the woman who would probably answer the phone. I called, gave her my information and I got a call back later that day. I let her know that it would be fine if someone came when they had another call in the area, rather than making a special trip out. So on Wednesday I got a call from the repair guy wondering where the house was. He was in town. He had just driven right by. I thought someone was going to let me know ahead of time when he'd be here, but, I was just glad that I was home. We went down to the basement, he worked his magic, replaced the critical part, and the filter, which had become choked with dustbunny afterbirth since the last time I had checked it.

He was a good-looking young(er) dude, polite, and ... married. Damn. I know his father-in-law. Sort of makes me feel old(er).

So. The reason for this post isn't to do with the furnace, but today... I went to turn on the oven... and ... it isn't working. I was speechless. What next? What else can go wrong? I had held off getting the furnace repaired for as long as I could, saving a bit of money on the gas bill and the repair. Now this? On top of everything else that is not working out in my life. I actually almost cried.  But at least I could still use the stove to boil water.