This post has very little to do with my design life; well, maybe a little. Since I spend time designing in my domicile. Well, a few weeks ago, I came home to find that my AC unit was not blowing cold air. In my mind, I though it was low on freon. That’s what’s the commercials say, at least the ones I’ve heard on the radio. So, I called what I thought to be a reputable company (after taking an unofficial poll on my Facebook timeline). They came in about 3 days time – seemed like an eternity on some of the early hot days of summer. So the tech took some things apart and had a definitive look of despair on his face. He said there was a crack in the furnace that was 30 years old, and that the AC was “dead”. He went on to explain how a newer unit would help me save on my bills and some other things that sounded more like Charlie Brown’s teacher than anything else.
I took a few quotes from some other companies and went with what I thought was the best deal I could find. A few days later, I had to work from home to be there during the install. I thought it was going to take 4-6 hours; to replace both units, that would be reasonable, right? WRONG! It took a full 8 1/2 hours of painstaking (not on my part) labor and manual effort. But when it was all over, I had cool air. Curious to know the funny part? They had to test the furnace right after the install. So after being hotter than hot for over a week, I had to endure hours (it was more like 20 minutes) of hot air actually blowing in the house.
The days that followed the install were quite hilarious. I could not get cold enough. I joked with one of my sister-friends that I was going to set the thermostat to 50 and put on a sweatshirt. Which is quite funny, because growing up, I didn’t have central AC – and I didn’t really notice much. So I didn’t set the thermostat to 50, but there were a few days when I did force the numbers in order to keep the unit blowing cold air. So that’s it – I’m just chillin’ in my cold, cold world and I love it.