It's 8:19 in the evening, and the thermometer on the back porch says its 85F in the shade. The house must be 95+, because its awfully hot in here. The hubby was trimming the bushes out back and inadvertently clipped the Puron line. The landlord had the line fixed right away, but apparently you can't buy Puron on Saturday in Dallas, because we have to wait 'til Monday.
Years ago we lived in San Marcos, and then in Austin, all with no A/C, but now that I am old I really like it. The 20 years we spent in West Texas we had a swamp cooler, which was cheap and worked well enough most of the time.
Its easy to see why no one lived in Houston, or anywhere along the Gulf Coast, until Mr Carrier perfected his indoor 'air conditioner' in 1928.
I am leaving tomorrow, but hubby will have to suffer one more day. We have a really small window unit that we used for the garage apartment in W Tx, and have installed it in the living room, but the rest of the house is sweltering. The living room is tolerable. I'm going back in there now.
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