The day started as usual. When I returned from walking the dogs at seven this morning, the doors to the sunroom were closed.
A bad sign; the thermostat near the A/C read nearly 80 degrees. Our patched-together HVAC unit bit the dust. After mowing and trimming the lawn, we holed up in the sunroom–which had its own HVAC system.
Technicians worked till around 3:30 in the afternoon. All turned out well in the end–although a few dollars poorer. Chalked up as another chapter in the joys of home ownership.