Here lies the final report on my A/C saga. Let us quickly mourn its passing and move on…
On the one hand, after one month without, I finally have cool air again!
On the other hand, after twenty years of servicing my tee-tiny household with only sputtering success, my A/C unit has received a terminal diagnosis. The old gal has maybe a year to complete her bucket list before she turns to scrap.
Bottom line: My A/C has entered hospice care with me and mine flitting the bill. How nifty is that?
Here ends the final report on my A/C saga. Let us speak of this no more.