Yep. Compressor is shot. It will be tomorrow afternoon -- at the earliest -- for our AC guy to get the part he needs.
Until then....
I remember the good old days of houses with cross-ventilation, attic fans, and wonderful old metal floor fans that we were cautioned to keep our fingers out of lest we amputate a favorite digit (and they would have, too -- no wimpy governmental safety guidelines back then).... and screens on windows.
No matter where we have lived since moving back to Montgomery when Luke was a baby, every house we have had has had its window screens removed -- by my husband. I have no idea why this is an obsession with him, but I may just ask him tonight ONE MORE FRICKIN' TIME why.
I will be sure to be gentle.
1 comment:
OK - that's just odd. Hope you find a cooler place to sleep tonight.
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