Friday, June 20, 2008
Okay! Uncle!
You win, house. I'll move from the office we have set up on the second floor down to the kitchen table on the first floor, as I sit here working from home on this typically warm June Friday.
And why will I move downstairs? Because the upstairs zone of the A/C has decided to quit working. It's now 87 degrees upstairs. And I don't care how many fans you turn on, nothing's going to make that feel like anything but an attic.
The good thing is that your A/C breaking down in Houston is considered an "emergency" and you can call your home builder's emergency number if they don't answer the regular one. It hasn't come to that yet, but I'm a bit sticky right now.
And why will I move downstairs? Because the upstairs zone of the A/C has decided to quit working. It's now 87 degrees upstairs. And I don't care how many fans you turn on, nothing's going to make that feel like anything but an attic.
The good thing is that your A/C breaking down in Houston is considered an "emergency" and you can call your home builder's emergency number if they don't answer the regular one. It hasn't come to that yet, but I'm a bit sticky right now.
Labels: conceding defeat to my house yet again
