At the rate at which the temperature was rising, I would swoon.
- I tried to reset the thermostat, but it was not working.
The temperature control system must have broken down, or maybe we were long overdue for an air conditioning tune-up. There is nothing I detested like being a damsel in distress, but I felt faint, and everything would go black at any minute. Conor was furious with me, and he was typing away on his laptop. With the bit of strength I had left, I went to the mini-split air conditioner unit on the wall. I had no idea what I was looking for, but I had to do something. I knew my way around it, anything to do with an HVAC duct, such as duct sealing, but this was new. It was evident from the sweat on his brow that he was feeling the heat. Something was amiss with the ductless heat pump. Conor told me that there was nobody at home, and instead of calling a family member, he called the HVAC business. The cooling specialist confirmed that he would be at the premises in an hour. In the meantime took a seat on the only sitting area available: the floor. Conor saw my distress, but there was nothing he could do other than wait. The cooling specialist did not disappoint, and he arrived just in time. He opened the door to the shed and let us out. After a thorough inspection, he confirmed that something was wrong with the zone control system that had affected the indoor air quality. He told us that even though he had fixed the unit temporarily, he would send the new contractor to give them a quotation for a fresh air conditioning install.