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For reference.
It was bad enough that I actually rolled an ancient wooden lounge chair down into the basement, where it was around 75°F (23.8°C) or so, put the cushions and some bed sheets on it, and spent most of the day down there yesterday and about half of today just reading on my Kindle (I finished two or three more Animorphs books during that time, currently up to a bit into #15 The Escape) and slept down there last night. For a rather iffy definition of "sleep," anyway. It wasn't great, but still probably better than trying to sleep up here in my room on my actual bed in near 90°F (32.2°C) heat with nothing but an open window and a couple fans blowing on me.
Finally, today, my sister contacted our brother-in-law (who happens to be one of the presidents of AC Corporation) and he came over and took a look at it. There was a tentative verdict that the compressor on the external unit had probably overheated and shut itself off temporarily. We turned it back on again today and it started running (seemingly) normally again. There was the caveat that it might run just fine for the rest of the summer, or it might conk out again in a couple hours or less, there's just no real way to know. Also, there was the opinion that the entire system itself is over 30 years old and will almost assuredly need to be replaced, probably sooner rather than later (if for no other reason than that the freon it uses has been phased out and will likely cost an arm and a leg to replace, should it ever need to be). I'm hoping for later, but the time is coming, regardless.
In any case, the AC is running again, at least for the moment. While the temperature in the house has dropped from 87°F (30.6°C), when we first turned it back on again an hour or so ago, to around 83°F (28.3°C), that's still in the "too hot" range for my personal liking, though it's still dropping, which is good.
It was bad enough that I actually rolled an ancient wooden lounge chair down into the basement, where it was around 75°F (23.8°C) or so, put the cushions and some bed sheets on it, and spent most of the day down there yesterday and about half of today just reading on my Kindle (I finished two or three more Animorphs books during that time, currently up to a bit into #15 The Escape) and slept down there last night. For a rather iffy definition of "sleep," anyway. It wasn't great, but still probably better than trying to sleep up here in my room on my actual bed in near 90°F (32.2°C) heat with nothing but an open window and a couple fans blowing on me.
Finally, today, my sister contacted our brother-in-law (who happens to be one of the presidents of AC Corporation) and he came over and took a look at it. There was a tentative verdict that the compressor on the external unit had probably overheated and shut itself off temporarily. We turned it back on again today and it started running (seemingly) normally again. There was the caveat that it might run just fine for the rest of the summer, or it might conk out again in a couple hours or less, there's just no real way to know. Also, there was the opinion that the entire system itself is over 30 years old and will almost assuredly need to be replaced, probably sooner rather than later (if for no other reason than that the freon it uses has been phased out and will likely cost an arm and a leg to replace, should it ever need to be). I'm hoping for later, but the time is coming, regardless.
In any case, the AC is running again, at least for the moment. While the temperature in the house has dropped from 87°F (30.6°C), when we first turned it back on again an hour or so ago, to around 83°F (28.3°C), that's still in the "too hot" range for my personal liking, though it's still dropping, which is good.
