July 4 was the hottest day on Earth in over 100,000 years and two weeks earlier — on June 19 — our air conditioner stopped working.
Not that we heard it making any untoward noises giving us any indication it was going to conk out — it’s on the roof. I had never heard of rooftop air conditioners used in residential settings before — but I knew commercial buildings had them. I mean, I knew we had something pumping delicious cold air into the house, but out of sight, out of mind.
Well, turns out we have two! Since the house is so tall, we have a furnace in the basement and one on the third floor. And so, there are two AC units on the roof.
One of them is still working, so the basement (where we never go, there’s just a small storage room down there, so at least Danielle’s camping equipment is comfortable) and the first floor are cool. The second floor (where we have our home offices) is not too bad, but the third floor (the bedroom) is not a fun place to be these days.
I don’t really care how rooftop AC units work — but I really care if they don’t work!
So there are lots of things I could be writing about (and linking to) today — but this is what you’re getting. I am no mood to write about anything funny when my hearing aids are melting in my ears.
The good news is we’re expecting a quote today. And then hopefully then the company can schedule the crane.
Yep. A crane.
I have no idea how the company will organize a crane on a narrow one-way street with no driveways in Little Portugal. But my guess is they will need a Street Occupation Permit.
Is August supposed to be very hot, too?