Tuesday, June 25, 2019
Air Conditioner On The Blink
Yesterday I wrote about my "vacation paradise" right here in southern coastal Delaware. This morning I'm writing about my sweltering "vacation paradise" right here in southern coastal Delaware. That's right folks, our air conditioning is on the blink.
It all began yesterday when I went to take a shower before I went to work at the hotel. Since my hot water heater is located at the farthest end of the house from my master bedroom shower, I usually put a load of wash in the clothes washer so I won't have to waste running cold water to get my hot water for my shower.
I loaded up my sheets. Turned the washing machine on. Nothing. Yes, nada, zip, nothing. Upon further examination I determined that there was no electrical power going to the washing machine. Oh sure, the lights were on in the laundry room but no power to the washer. Time to call Bill.
Bill rigged up an extension cord to the hallway outlet so I could wash my bed sheets. Then I took a shower.
When I came home from my 3 pm to 11 pm shift at the hotel I noticed our house was a bit muggy. Actually stifling. I checked the thermostat and saw where the room temperature was 80 degrees. The thermostat was set at 74 but nothing was cooling off. Just blowing air. Not hot air, room temperature air. Definitely not air conditioning.
Time to call Service Today, my service provider for HVAC and plumbing.
I couldn't call them last night so I turned on my overhead bedroom fan and managed to get some sleep in spite of the stifling air. I didn't need my comforter last night.
At eight this morning I called Service Today. The serviceman called and said he would be here "between 10 and 12". He will be here after 1 o'clock if not later. I've seen this movie before.
I'm also awaiting the Rug Guy from Home Depot. Yes, I'm still messing around with replacing our water damaged rug in our basement media room. I've already been through Lowe's and a local carpet deal (who name I will not mentioned) who is the epitome of Lower Slower Delaware. He still hasn't called me back.
I would love to work outside this morning but it is Florida Swamp Everglades humid outside. I move around a little bit and I'm soaked in my own sweat.
After our string of doctors' appointments last month I was looking forward to a little coasting time. Apparently that is not to be.
Thank goodness it's not 98 degrees outside. It's 81 degrees but that fatiguing closeness of high humidity that just brings me to a stop.
But you know folks, my problems are all First World. I know that. Still, a very uncomfortable night and morning for your favorite blogger.