Friday, August 1, 2008

A balmy 92 degrees...

I got a taste of living in the tropics and I don't think I'd like it. Our air conditioner went out (it was functioning at a very decreased rate) so the repairman ordered a new compressor. It only took a couple of days for it to arrive and he came back yesterday to put in the new one. Once he left, Ron and I decided to go to the mall as I needed to pick up some slacks that I'd ordered for him a couple of weeks ago.

When we got home, Amy and Isaiah were already here and she said it was 100 degrees in the house. Obviously, the a/c was not functioning correctly. It wasn't quite 100 degrees but it was 92. It just felt like it was 100 - or higher. I called our builder (didn't have the a/c repairman's phone number) and got his voice mail. So I called his house number and got a fax machine. At this point I was very frustrated. It was hot, hot, hot! I don't do "hot" very well and neither does Ron.

We decided to go to Kohl's (just to browse) and then to Lowe's (got a couple of fans). While we were out the builder finally answered his phone and I told him what was up. Unfortunately, the call dropped and every time I called back I got voice mail again. I was afraid that we were out of luck and would end up in a motel. As we were unloading the car the a/c guy called and said he'd be out later in the evening. He said to turn off the a/c and turn the fan on to defrost the unit.

I told Amy to do that. She didn't understand what I meant and only turned the fan on. I even checked it and didn't notice that she hadn't turn the unit off so when he got here to work on it, it was still frozen. He said he'd be back this morning before 8:00 am to work on it. (He was true to his word and got us fixed up very early.)

Sleeping was not a lot of fun. I opened the slider and stuck one fan there to blow the cooler night air in. Then I put another fan inside the bedroom door to bring the air from the first fan into the room. We had the ceiling fan on high and then I directed the last fan at the ceiling to bounce the air back down. It was very loud and sleep was elusive. It reminded me of sleeping without a/c when I was growing up. I didn't like it then and I don't like it now. I don't know how people do it and it makes me feel very blessed that our trip to the tropics was only one night long.

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