So, the AC guy came yesterday at 3:15ish and the temp in the house was 89 degrees. I sat there for about an hour sweltering under the ceiling fan as he replaced some fan in the unit (probably why it sounded funny) and turned off the overheated compressor. He couldn't get said compressor to kick back on--too hot what with running constantly and it being 100 out--so he told me to turn it off, turn on just the fan and wait three or four hours.
Not a problem as I was working out at my parents--okay, I watched the Royals, napped (the heat really was making me sleepy and kind of sick), and read a book, not in that order.
When I got back home at 9:00ish I turned the AC back on and it felt like it was blowing cooler. It was certainly blowing harder (yay for floor vents, easy to check) so I sat and watched the last three Harpers Island eps and did necessary laundry and by 12:30 a.m. it was all of 88 degrees in the house.
I was sure it was working, though, but I'd long since decided to sleep at my parents'.
So, driving out in the country at 12:30 a.m....interesting, especially in dad's boat of a truck which I borrowed since I need to go to ACE and buy AC filters and a leaf rake and my little half car just won't hold a leaf rake.
Anyway...
When I ran home this morning to feed the cats and get lunch it was all of 84 in the house. So then I was convinced the compressor wasn't working and was kicking myself for probably overheating it again by running it all night.
I got to work and waited till 9:00 and called and luckily the guy from yesterday was just finishing up a job in my neighborhood, so I ran home and met him and the compressor HAD kicked on, but it needed freon or fake freon or whatever.
Which is what I was sure the problem was to begin with. I probably broke the fan belt or whatever it was running it constantly as it was trying to cool with little to no freon.
As he didn't need me to stick around, I only missed a half hour's work and I'd gotten a hold of my boss before leaving and he was on his way in. I left everything--even my coffee just sitting there--but I wasn't going to give up a 'right of way' appointment!
So, hopefully--fingers crossed--by the time I get home it will be cold in the house, at least downstairs and I won't have to sleep at my parents' again. The bed is fine but I can't sleep under a duvet. I get hot, regardless of it being like 60 degrees in their basement.
And their shower is weird and needle sprayey.
Talked to mom in DC--they're staying in Dupont Circle so she's walking to the nearby bookstores and not taking the deadly Metro--and it sounded cooler there.
I think today is the last mega hot day around here, though, really what's the difference between 99 and 91? Not enough.
But the Royals won last night! Wheeeeee! Grienke is so damn cute I wanna cuddle him and pinch his cheeks.
I have thoughts on the "warning" wank but they'll probably piss off people so I'll keep them to myself. I DO warn heavily but that's more because I don't want to be flamed--as I was about ten years ago for writing rape and not warning--than anything else.
Guess I had something to say after all.
Also laughing at the Star Trek fangirl wank. People are idiots (the people who started it). Icons are supposed to be full of cute guys! Jeez, get a life, and to say that TOS didn't have hardly any female fans is insulting. I grew up watching it in repeats, saw every movie in the theater, had
nursedarry crying on my shoulder practically at the end of Wrath of Khan, thoroughly loved DS9 and enjoyed Voyager and Enterprise etc. etc.! Even my mom--not in any way shape or form a science fiction fan--enjoyed it in the original airing and loved TNG. I would say at least half my girl friends have enjoyed various incarnations of ST before this reboot.
I really didn't understand the original argument that fangirls with their cute guy icons are spoiling the fandom or something. It seemed really stupid and, yes, as some commenters pointed out, reminiscent of the way women were treated in the early days of scifi fandom--as interlopers and freaks.
Okay, gotta do the monthly billing.