“Hmmmm,” we said.
This had been normal when we had our old air conditioner but since we’ve had the new one that has not happened.
We decided that it had just been a very hot day and it had been. Upper 90’s. By morning it was all nicely cooled off. We had to go to town to take the red car to the mechanic for its inspection and then to the Credit Union where Mr. Moon has his office and where his car was.
The drive to the mechanic’s and back to the Credit Union took us through parts of Tallahassee I had not traveled in years but which, when I went to FSU’s nursing school and Hank and May were in daycare, I traveled many, many times. So many memories and my god- so much has changed.
After I dropped my husband off I went to Costco and Publix and while I was there I got a text from my husband asking if I was still in town and could I come back to the Credit Union to sign some documents and I started stressing out because I had hit my limit and hit it hard when it came to being out among people.
But back to the Credit Union I went and then finally HOME and when I walked in the door I realized that it felt warm. I checked the thermostat and although it said that it was cooling it was lying. The fan part was on but the air coming through the vents was just air. I came out to the back porch which the unit is right beside and it was not doing a thing. Silent as a nun in prayer.
As I texted to my husband- “Shit, shit, shit.”
I won’t continue to go into minute detail at this point. I will only say that a repairman did come and after checking things out he announced and showed me that we had a burnt out compressor which I understand is a very important part of the air conditioning process.
It could have been caused by lightening or a power surge or, or, or...
And the soonest that they can get a new one is Wednesday.
This is somewhat of a nightmare.
It’s supposed to get down to 75 degrees here by 6:00 am but back up to 80 by 9:00 am and then on to the breathless and horrid nineties soon after.
Sigh. We are so spoiled.
I am hoping that with fans we will be able to sleep. Actually, Mr. Moon may sleep upstairs as the two bedrooms up there have window units but I do not want to sleep upstairs in a twin bed. I want to sleep downstairs in my own bed.
I am weird that way. If it gets too hot though, I’ll trudge up that long winding staircase. There have been nights in my life which were so hot that I cried. I remember these nights with startling clarity even though I was a child for most of them. Of course this house was built for hot summers with its high, high ceilings and the long hallway. One does not sleep in the hallway however. I think if we open doors and windows tonight and close them in the morning we will be fine.
Or, survive at least.
I tell you what though- I am NOT going to do a damn thing that I don’t have to in the next two days that would raise my body temperature. No way. I am going to move slowly and I am not going to move much. I am also not going to wear much.
Jumping in the river may be involved. I hope so.
Things come in threes, or so they say. As of right now, the MacBook and the air conditioning are out of commission. I am not superstitious but I do not want to tempt fate by saying this. And yet- here we are.
I’ll keep you updated.