Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Not a pioneer woman


We pulled into our driveway just as Friday, July 16, turned into Saturday, July 17, after a week and a half camping in national park campgrounds in the Smoky Mountains and on the Blue Ridge Parkway. We exited the air-conditioned cocoon of our van into the hot, damp blanket that passes for air at this time of year in coastal Mississippi.

Husband Walter cranked up the AC in our home. We dragged bare necessities out of our van, became reacquainted with our tub and shower facilities, and tumbled into bed in a cool, cool house.

The next day we were preparing to depart for two-month-old grandson Walker’s baptism when we realized we were no longer cool. ACK! No AC! By Monday, when the repairman arrived, I knew that air conditioning is absolutely the last amenity I would ever want to do without. No pioneer woman here.

Within minutes he had found the problem and replaced a bad capacitor. When I approached with checkbook in hand, he made a call then gave me more good news: The capacitor was still under warranty. Hooray! Cool house and no bill!

2 comments:

maddie/cadesmimi said...

That's the kind of ending to a story that I love! Yay for those warranties!

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