As in, "him no cool." Nope, not hardly. It started to fall behind last evening and, thanks to an unusually warm and humid night, has never caught up.
The coil doesn't appear to be frozen but we may be low on working fluid. The HVAC man has already been called and should arrive just in time to keep Tam from going to lunch.
Me, I'm going to enjoy a nice, tepid-to-cold shower and get ready for work.
(Gimme several K and I could fix this -- the duct layout is singularly addled, with outputs all near the center of the house, just off the doorways to most rooms, while the return is on an outside wall in the dining room. This might have made sense in 1924 with a low-burning coal furnace without a blower but it's marginal for modern heating and unsuited to cooling except by brute force.)
T. R. MCELROY'S STREAMLINED TELEGRAPH KEYS
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