Roasted

Once again, for the third fracking year in a row, our central air has broken down on the hottest days of the year thus far. Oh, yes, you read that right. Every year, when the hottest day approaches, our central AC has been reliably unreliable. The first year, it was the compressor. The second year, the coolant level got too low because a line leaked, and so the cooling coils froze up like Alaska in the winter; they couldn't service it until it thawed, which would take 5-7 hours. Because the service call was made at 4:00 p.m. on a Friday, and the place we were having it serviced by didn't work weekends, we were stuck all that weekend with no AC. Ridiculous. This year, when the hot weather approached, but hadn't quite gotten here, we noticed that the AC wasn't performing up to snuff and were happy that we caught it before four days of 90+ temps were to hit. Unfortunately, the new service co. didn't diagnose it correctly the first three times they came out (outdoor fan motor had gone bad), and so we roasted again this year with four days of 95 degrees or higher.

We are trying to prepare for our trip to Ireland Thursday, so this couldn't have come at a poorer time. Trying to arrange for a vacation at work is an exercise in frustration because you're trying to do twice the work before and after the vacation so that you can leave the place with at least some feeling of calm. But that isn't happening for me. With only 2-3 hours sleep each night during this fiasco, I am getting almost nothing done at work, and several things have come up requiring me to make doctors' appointments, so I am really screwed. When I come back, I'll have about two to three weeks of late nights trying to get back into the groove.

I will never buy another Amana anything. Yes, Amana. They suck. Amana=lemon! Amana=BAD.