Doh. Guess whose air conditioner went out today. Yep, at 5 pm it was 78° in here and I was really dragging. That’s about the best my A/C can do when it’s better than 95° outside, but as soon as the sun goes down, it cools off. However, after dinner, I noticed things were not cooling off. In fact, it was 84° inside. Groan.
I called a repairman, but it will be Sunday morning before he gets out here. Actually, he asked if I’d be home tomorrow and said if he could possibly make it tomorrow, he’d give me a call. Oh goodie, choose between sitting here all day while the temperature soars (supposed to be 99° tomorrow), hoping he might call, or get up and take me and the dog to someplace cooler (thereby having to close up the house and ensure it gets as hot as possible before I get home). I think I’ll call again in the morning and beg: “Little old fat lady, can’t go out, can’t leave windows open, might die … ” Or maybe I’ll try bribery (money only. Get your minds out of the gutter.)
Meantime, the house won’t cool off much at night. It gets down in the 60s outside, but I have no way to pull that cool air inside. And since it’s a one-story house, I’m afraid to leave all the windows open at night.
Oh well, I’ll just try to think about all the folks who have been getting much worse heat than we have — and count my blessings. Y’all be careful out there and I’ll do the same.