Ahhhh, there’s nothing like coming home from vacation to a non-functioning air conditioner. Before I left for Virginia, I raised the thermostat on my air conditioner. No point, I figured, in chilling the house to my usual bone-marrow-shrinking specifications when I wasn’t going to be around to enjoy it. [Well, the computers like it, but they can deal. They were going to be off during the time I was gone.]
My best intentions were met, however, with a situation where the extra added humidity of July conspired with the desire to have a modicum of cool and froze the coils inside the house over. I’ve had this happen before, though, and I know that the answer is to simply suffer the heat for a while, leaving the unit off with the doors open to allow air into the unit and putting towels underneath the coils to soak up the icemelt. By the time I go to bed, everything should be unfrozen, and cool air should again be flowing through my home.
[And yes, it's totally my home in my head now. I had absolutely no problems getting here from the airport---my brain did the entire route entirely on autopilot.]
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