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Clank. Thunk. [Sep. 9th, 2006|10:50 am]
spinthemoon

Hear that? Clang. I love that sound. Crash. Know why? Because it's the sound of my new air conditioner going in! Woot!

Yes, after only one week of no air conditioning, help has arrived. The insurance went about like I figured it would, which was something like this:

Saturday: we put in the call.

Sunday: nothing.

Monday: nothing.

Tuesday: nothing. We call back, and are told rather snippily that they have 48 hours to respond to a call. And weekends and holidays don't count, so there.

Wednesday: Field tech comes to house. Replaces various parts, to no avail. Declares compressor dead. States Supervisor will have to come out and confirm diagnosis. Supervisor not available until tomorrow.

Thursday: Supervisor comes out, confirms compressor dead, offers $530. Which is cost to replace specific dead part, which is not actually available anywhere, and were it actually available, would also necessitate the replacement of several other parts, for additional cost of about $600, which is not covered by insurance, and would result in us still having a 30-year-old compressor that is not up to code, albeit a refurbished 30-year-old-compressor that is not up to code. Accept check. Cancel insurance.

Friday: Get bids from actual air conditioning repair companies. Pick offer with best components/warranty/availability. Not, unfortunately, offer with best price, but I'm not about to nickel-and-dime myself at this point. Haul everything out of attic, which thankfully is not much. Set bassinet, baby swing, and bouncy seat by the curb. Wonder why they were in attic in first place, since Husband has long since gone Under the Knife in the Interest Of Ever Getting To Have Sex With Me Again. Spend (hopefully) last night at my parents' house.

Saturday: Wake up early, get to house by 7:45 am since Actual Air Con Rep Guys are scheduled to show up between 8:00 and 9:00. They show up at 9:57. Not that I'm counting. Clank Thunk Clang Crash begins.

Keep your fingers crossed for me!

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[User Picture]From: jespere
2006-09-09 04:43 pm (UTC)
Woo! I'm sure you'll be doing the happy dance later :) And you can, because it won't be too hot!
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[User Picture]From: spinthemoon
2006-09-10 12:17 am (UTC)
I'm doing it now!! And not even breaking a sweat!
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From: misty_bay
2006-09-09 11:01 pm (UTC)

I hear it

and if I clsoe my eyes, I can actually feel the cold air.

WOO HOO! Says she, as a crisp fall breeze rifles through the air.

And big fat raspberry to the Insurance Company.

Out of curiousity, in Texas, is it an INsurance Company?
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[User Picture]From: spinthemoon
2006-09-10 12:19 am (UTC)

Re: I hear it

You and your crisp Fall breezes...it's still in the high 80's/low 90's here.

Um, and of course it's an INsurance company. What else would it be? inSURance? Ha - that would be funny sounding.
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