Nipply Heat and Air Conditioning

The heat pump in our house has been acting up for months now. During summer, The Body thought the air conditioner was low on freon. Simple refill needed, but then winter rolled around and the heat seemed to be working well. We all thought we were out of the woods.

That is until yesterday. It’s been cold outside anyway, but inside it’s been downright nipply. It’s been uncomfortable, to say the least.

Since The Body has had so much on her plate lately and tends to procrastinate everything anyway, I took matters into my own hands and called a heating and cooling (HVAC) repairman out to the house. Flopsy taught me how to make calls on The Body’s cell phone. That’s a post for another day, since Flopsy was grounded for calling the Grand Cayman Islands accidentally.

You can imagine my surprise when the repairman showed up in this…

The repairman came in, scratched his ‘boys’, looked around, made small talk and asked for a cup of coffee, claiming he needed to “warm up” before looking at the heat pump. Fifteen minutes of the dullest conversation imaginable later, he started work.

He said that the thermostat was broken. Brilliant man. Hmph. Yes, I did notice that since it has not moved in days. It took him half an hour to come to that conclusion. I certainly hope he didn’t charge The Body by the hour. I wonder if I will forever be so much more intelligent than those around me? It’s a blessing… and a curse.

Thanks to me, we now have heat. Good thing too, as it is supposed to snow again this weekend. If I had waited for The Body to call for repairs, we would have been huddled around a gaggle of tea lights for warmth all weekend.

All My Best,

~ Mopsy