While packing in the kitchen yesterday afternoon/evening, I could not believe how warm I was getting, considering that the physical work involved wasn't that intense. Eventually, even Robert got over-heated and determined that the A/C was blowing warm air.
One phone call and well less than an hour later, some guy had come by, fixed the A/C, and left without any money exchanging hands.
We've also determined that the new-ish thermometer that was put in when the apartment complex put everyone on Austin Energy's programmable thermostat thing is, indeed, on crack. Setting Leo's clock/thermometer next to the thermostat, we found that Leo's indicated 87 degrees while the thermostat claimed it was 76. There is no freaking way it was 76. No wonder we found ourselves unable to continue leaving the thermostat at 79 when the new one was put in. And for extra screwedupness, the thermostat continued to read 76 as Leo's thermometer went down to 83, etc.
Leo himself spent the period of time when it was in the mid-to-high 80s in the apartment passed out (perhaps almost literally) underneath the futon. Poor bunny. We were quite happy that the A/C got fixed quickly and we didn't have to put Leo into T's bunny hotel for the night.
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I've never owned a house and in fact have hardly ever lived in one (only from ages 0-3 or so, and then again for a year in 5th grade, as best I can recall), the ability to call a central source and have any problem repaired almost instantly is really a huge plus to living in an apartment.
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