End of Silence

Ok, really. I’ve had enough. You can let up now. What’s the safe word?

We spent part of Saturday and most of yesterday trying to finish up the painting that we want to get done before the new floors are installed on Wednesday. We bought the actual flooring (22 cases) on Friday so that it could “acclimatize” to the house. Everything was going pretty well. We’d finished with the primer coat in the den and The Wife headed off to Home Depot for some more supplies while I entertained the kids.

We were outside when she returned. She noted that it seemed a bit warm in the house, but the A/C was still blowing air, so I thought we’d give it some time and see. Thirty minutes later, things weren’t improving, so I headed outside to find that the compressor wasn’t running. I figured out how to open it up so I could feign the ability to actually diagnose the problem. For those keeping score, opening the cover, staring at it, clearing out the cobwebs, spraying the hornet’s nest in the corner and blasting the filthy coils with water didn’t revive it. Cursing and staring at the sky didn’t work either. I resigned myself to calling a repair person at 5:30pm on a Sunday. Who knew what wonderful overtime charges awaited me? It took three different service calls before I found someone who wasn’t completely booked until at least Monday morning. I suppose I’m not the only Austinite who waits until the unit breaks down in a week or two of hundred degree temperatures before considering maintenance or replacement.

We finally scored with Petrocelli Services Inc. . I was informed that “Joe” could be at our place in 45 minutes. Sure enough, he arrived as promised and applied a meter to the compressor after determining that the circuit breaker had been tripped. In my defense, I thought of checking the breaker just as I went out to meet him. He showed me that the compressor was drawing much more power on startup than it should, a sign that it was old and heading for death. My options were to get a new compressor at the cost of at least $2k or try installing a compressor saver, apparently something that takes the load off the compressor at startup. It’d cost me $340 installed with labor. He thought it’d probably get me through the rest of this summer, but couldn’t guarantee anything. With all of the money spent on the house so far this year, I decided to take my chances with the $340 option. He had it installed in about 20 minutes. I could tell that the startup was quicker and less noisy with the new thingamajig installed. He also had me clear some branches away from the top of the unit to keep the hot exhaust from deflecting back at the unit.

I’ve been a little concerned about that A/C anyway, so I’m not surprised that it gave us some trouble. Our electric bills have been inching up for the past few summers and I think the old compressor is partly to blame. I actually had The Wife get some new filters while she was at Home Depot yesterday, so we’re starting out the week with a new filter, clean coils in the compressor and this new compressor saver. I guess I’m going to have to start planning for new A/C in the Spring and looking into those City of Austin financing options. We’ve only got the one unit with a thermostat downstairs to heat both floors of the house. The upstairs is constantly about 5 degrees hotter than the downstairs. We’ve got plenty of room in the attic, so I think if we replace the whole thing, we’ll move some of it up there and explore having temperature control on both floors. Of course, I’m saying this without having any idea what all of that will cost me.

We decided on Saturday to have a small July 4th party and invited our new neighbors K. and K. along with H.. We also invited M. and S. & B. who brought the twins along. I ran all over town with The La Sunday buying a grill and other supplies like a chimney starter, which I’ll never charcoal grill without again.

We broke out the wading pool to start things off. I tried out a new beer, which I recommend for the hopheads out there. A water war broke out in the late afternoon between M., armed with a hose, and kids, armed with squirt guns. If victory is gauged by a waterlogged opponent then everyone won (or lost). We ended the day with some legal fireworks at our place, choosing to avoid the crowds downtown. Hope everyone had an enjoyable holiday.

I posted some shots on Flickr, but you’ll have to be registered there and persuade me to mark you as “friends and family” before you can see them.

Besides, I know where we can bought a new baitcasting reel!