Staring at a box

Still suffering. I spent some of the day in bed staring at this box on the wall. It’s by the bathroom en-suite and is, we think, a controller for under-floor heating in the bathroom but in all the years we have been here we have never been able to get it to turn on. I believe it’s not connected but we will never know. But the box sits on the wall looking at me while I am staring in the distance wondering when my nose will stop running.