As I mentioned earlier this week, we've had this sudden and unwelcome heat wave for the last several days here in my corner of the world. Super hot and really muggy for this time of year. For days.
Although neither Tom or I are fans of air conditioning (much preferring open windows and fresh air), we were mighty glad to have it last Friday. We turned it on, held our breath for a minute or two (because our air conditioning is a bit . . . temperamental), and celebrated when the cool air flowed from the vents in our house.
Until it didn't.
Over the weekend, the air went from cold . . . to cool . . . to cool-ish. And the temperature outside kept rising.
It was then we noticed all the water in the basement. (Did you know that a broken air conditioner coil coupled with a refrigerant leak makes for the creation of an ice block in your vent system?) (We do now.)
So. . .
We're now in line for a new air conditioning system. To be installed next week. (Yeah. Next week when the temperatures are back in the 60s and low 70s.) (Because of course.)
Tom has been up north this week, setting up the docks and getting the pontoon back in the water. (Also fishing. A lot.) I stayed home. Because the air conditioner needed to be dealt with. (And someone had to do it.)
I made a conscious decision to . . . adjust my attitude and Make the Best of Things. To not complain. (Except to Tom. Because he's up north. Fishing.) (And I am trapped in a hot, stuffy house with two panting dogs.) (Just sayin.) To get through this with grace and dignity. To not yell at repair people who can't repair. Or at my "Comfort Consultant" (that's his job title) (I'm not even kidding) who is giving me so many options for new air conditioning units (when I just want one that works).
And you know what? I've done okay with it.
- I've created "cool spots" for myself in the house, and I just hang out there.
- I'm drinking lots of water.
- I'm avoiding housework. (Like I need an excuse for that. . . )
- I'm grateful for our many ceiling fans.
- And our old oscillating fan. (The one with residual blue Silly String remnants from one of Brian's youthful "experiments.") (Oh, man. The mess that made. . . )
I consider myself pretty lucky for the most part. I mean . . . I live in a house with central air conditioning, and I can afford to replace it when it needs to be replaced. It doesn't get much better than that, you know?
So . . . how hot is it? Really damn hot, thankyouverymuch.
But it's cooling down outside this weekend.
And I'm just fine. Almost comfortable, even.
Have a great weekend! (Stay cool.)