I have no idea what is going on. Everything seems to be breaking around me, left and right. Last time I told you my laptop died on me (well, the screen died anyhow) and I had to go about getting a new one. Well, my youngest daughter's PC has ALSO now died, so we had to order another for her as well. The DVD drive on my wife's machine has also decided to croak. On top of that, the exhaust fan in our bathroom has decided to stop working (so now, after every bath, the mirror is so fogged up you can't see to brush your hair for about ten minutes). The oven has died (it will broil, but it won't bake). And finally the topper: on Saturday the air conditioner at our home tanked as well.
Yeah, this isn't fun.
So there I was, in the heat of June in central Florida, and at midnight it's still 82 degrees inside the house. Needless to say, I didn't sleep very well that night between the awful heat, the sweat-soaked sheets, and the worry about just how much it was going to cost me to fix the A/C. Some things I can do without, but air conditioning isn't one of them.
Fortunately my wife has a friend who has a friend who is in the air condition business, and he agreed to come and look at it on a Sunday morning. I was really worried because while I was waiting for him to arrive, my next door neighbor told me she'd just recently replaced her A/C unit and it cost her almost $5,000.
YIPES!
Well, as it turned out it was just a capacitor that was the culprit. Our friend only charged us a regular service call rate ($65) rather than the Sunday rate, and the replacement part cost us $45. So for $110 we escaped. It could have been a lot worse, I guess.