Friday, August 10, 2007

sweating like pigs (and not in the good way)

We went out with some friends to Coldstone last night and when we got home, Mrs. High Lord and I noticed that the house seemed a little warm. Not surprising considering that earlier in the day it was 97° outside and that our poor little air conditioner has been overworked and on death's door for about the last five years.

As the night wore on, I was downstairs in the computer room, which is normally the coolest room in the house. It's got no windows for light and heat to come in, and it's downstairs where all the cool air goes. At about halftime of the Dallas/Indy game, I noticed that I was breaking a light sweat, so I went up stairs to find my wife in the thinnest nightie she has. While this would normally be a turn-on, she was flushed and also sweating (again, not in the good way).

"It's been blowing hot air for the last hour or so," she laments.

So after a night of burning up (at least I had the foresight to turn the temperature down on the waterbed), I started calling places this morning. I figure it will cost me $3700-4500 to replace the AC and the furnace. We've been praying that they would last "just one more season" but it looks like they've gone on to the Great Appliance Maker in the Sky.

Of course, with the temperatures up (who says there's no such thing as global warming!?!?!?), everyone and their brother needs the AC guys, so I might be without AC over the weekend until someone can come out and take a look at it.

I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but would anyone like to go on a cruise to Alaska?