Air Conditoner

The people we bought our house from were so very kind.  Their kindne$$ came out in $uper beneficial way$ for u$.  Knowing the 23 year old air conditioner unit was nearing the end of it's life they left us with a good chunk of cash to aid in it's replacement.  I'm so glad they did!  Because the unit did not survive our latest heat wave.  D-e-d.  Dead.   (The thermostat got up to 90 inside.)  Thankfully we were already lined up with a company to do the work.  They were simply waiting for our phone call.  This past Tuesday a four man team made magic happen when a new handler was installed in the attic, a 15 seer thing installed outside, and in place of the old dial thermostat in the hallway, a beautiful new glowing digital one.  And, while they were at it we had them and install central heat as well.  You know, just to make sure we spend all our savings before we even move into the house.  Hah.  No, it really wasn't bad, thanks to those kind kind kind sellers.  And rebates!

So now we have brand new central AC and brand new central heat as well as original baseboard heat for back up.  Bring on the seasons. 

Let me procrastinate from packing a wee bit longer and share a few photos with you:

First, the "15 Seer thing" outside by the driveway.  Two days prior the weeds there were knee high and thick as wool.  Matt and I worked some weed pulling magic.  The spiders kept us company.  UGH!!! I get the heebie jeebies just typing that!!!  But it's true.  Big enough for appetizers.  AGH!!! I'm itching all over!!!

The spot in the foyer ceiling where the air handler sits in the attic.  Take note, because this and one even smaller hole is what the workmen had to work with.  And, do you see any lavender anywhere?  Neither do I, thank goodness!

Back in the hallway there is an itty bitty doorway leading into what we'll use as a broom closet, but it's primary purpose is attic access.  When I showed the workmen what kind of space they would be working in, I could tell the would remember their day at this house.  Only one had to, you know, squeeze in a little.

There are two giant steps (shelves) up to our non storage friendly attic.  Though there is a pink plastic swimming pool up there.  And pool nets.  Strange. 

The view below is in the attic from the broom closet access hole (above) down through the foyer access hole where the handler now sits.  And the right side photo captured an element of the day.  Dirt, debris and one gray wall color that still has multiple personalities.  But we really like them this time :)

So that was my Monday and Tuesday.  Hanging out with men from Baltimore who have tattooed arms, try to refrain from cursing when in ear-shot of a customer, make jokes that remind me of 10 year old boys and put their shirts back on when indoors.  They were a riot. 

Wednesday I found a great gaggle of moving boxes for free off Craigslist.  Woo hoo!  Yesterday I bid farewell to our blue bathroom.  Two years of color was worth the effort of two coats of primer.

And today I'm packing up.  Closing shop.  Putting our stuff in cardboard boxes.  And trash bags.  And luggage.  And the guest room bathtub.