We have been on a new little adventure. I have affectionately dubbed it Realizing How Much We Took Air Conditioning For Granted. Catchy, no?
The repair guy came out Monday and tried to refill the coolant, which was empty. He could hear it leaking out as he poured. Apparently some THING chewed a giant hole in our compressor. This is the critter, as conjured by my vivid imagination (or, more specifically, as conjured by a google search for "monsters"):
So we have to replace our air conditioner, and the repair guy also dissed our furnace so we're likely replacing that as well.
With that as the intro, I bring you a list of ways you can tell that your house is too hot:
1. Your refrigerated butter melts as soon as you spread it on untoasted bread.
2. Your child asks you to read his books to him while he stands in front of his new fan.
3. You refuse your child's request (see #2) because he's blocking the air from cooling YOU off.
4. There are heat warnings, but you have your windows open because it's still hotter inside than out.
5. You take a shower, dry off, get dressed and go to the living room. Your child touches your neck and asks why you didn't dry off after your shower.
6. Your extremely frugal husband suddenly becomes a huge fan of dining out.
I hate ending lists on anything but 5s and 10s, but I have to get back to work. So there.
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