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For those of you not familiar with Marfa, Texas...it gets pretty hot there. However, today it's only 94 degrees in Marfa, but it's forecast to reach 110 in Fort Worth. It was 109 yesterday, and it's supposed to be 110 again tomorrow. (That's 43 C for you folks in other areas.)
And my air conditioner isn't working...again.
Ah, the joys of owning an old home. The last time a repairman came, he said the current unit was installed sometime in the 1980s, so I'm sure it's time for a new one. I imagine it's only the second central air system that's been in this house, which was built in 1950 (and probably only had window units then). I'm guessing the first central air unit was put in sometime in the 1960s.
You know things aren't good when you get an automated message that says, "Because of extreme weather conditions, we are experiencing an unusually large number of request for repairs. Please stay on the line. Estimated wait time is approximately 20 minutes."
I finally talked to a human, and my request for service was duly noted, but no one has called back to schedule. In the meantime, I've pulled out all the fans I own, and the grandsons and I are hunkered down in the only room in the house that is shaded on both sides by huge trees. So far, it's only 84 in the house.
Till I hear from a repairman, I guess I'll be going through a list of other Texanisms, like "hotter than whoopee in woolens," "hotter than a tater bug" or "hotter than a two-dollar pistol."
You think all those McMansions are having a/c problems too?

