Saturday, September 01, 2007
It hates me *runs away sobbing*
Yesterday, I arrived home. I wrote a post about how wonderful it was to be home (see below). Apparently my home cannot read. Or is holding a grudge. I am not sure which. Upon returning from my two week business trip, I entered my house and turned down/on the A/C as soon as I walked in. 3 hours later (at 9pm) last night I realized my house still hadn't cooled off – and I was sitting on my couch sweating – like a pig. I’d already switched to a T-shirt – and taken off my bra before it really set in, “Damn it's hot in here”. I walked to the thermostat – and figured I hadn’t taken it off the “travel program”. I noted it was 83 degrees – and pushed a few buttons. The fan switched on – but NO COOL AIR. Thanking God I now live in North Carolina and not Arizona (now that’s a first isn’t it?), I opened all my windows and screen doors, turned the ceiling fans up – and let that cool 65-70 degree air into my house and went to bed (after taking a cool shower). It was cool enough in the house, I actually slept under a sheet and a blanket. It’s still pleasant at this hour of the morning. But something tells me it will not remain like this – I’ve called the repair people. How much you want to bet it’s extra for SATURDAY, and double extra for the 3-day weekend thing? Welp, I guess all I can do is go on about my business. Time for a shower – head to the hair place – let them remove the gray – and then figure out “what next”. (Which will mean finding somewhere with free wireless and cool air I think!) Knowing all this is going on, I am EXTRA glad my company had to cancel last minute. “Hi! Welcome to my lovely home. I was missing Phoenix, so I just thought I’d stop using the AC – so you could experience what it’s like!” Yeah, that’s the way to win the hostess with the mostess award!