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 plan must have broken down, or maybe the people I was with and I were long overdue for an air conditioner tune-up. There is nothing I deserviced like being a damsel in distress, despite the fact that I felt faint, and everything would go black at any hour, however conor was furious with me, and he was typing away on his PC. With the bit of strength I had left, I went to the mini-split a/c device on the wall. I had no plan what I was looking for, despite the fact that I had to do something. I knew our way around it, anything to do with an Heating and Air Conditioning duct, such as duct sealing, but this was new. It was obvious from the sweat on his brow that he was feeling the heat. Something was amiss with the ductless heat pump. Conor told myself and others that there was nobody at home, and instead of calling a family member, he called the Heating and Air Conditioning 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 section available: the floor. Conor saw our 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 plan that had affected the indoor air conditions. He told us that although he had fixed the device temporarily, he would send the current business to give them a quotation for a fresh air conditioner install.