Serious Crisis here in NorthWest Arkansas:
Our AC went down last night.
This is bad news, as those of you who have lived in the south know. (It was 96 in the shade here yesterday.) I nearly crashed the household of my fellow liberal professor, except I knew she had parents visiting. So we rented a hotel room instead, much to the kid's delight. She loves hotels.
Then we called the guy today. I didn't think the guy would come out on a Sunday morning, not in Arkansas, the rustiest bit of the Bible Belt, but he* not only did, he came right then. And fixed it.
Apparently I am not the only one who knows that life is not worth living without a functioning air conditioner.
It is now 78 in here, down from 86 three hours ago.
I am slowly reconsidering my earlier decision re entering the convent in Canada.
*A cute sweaty guy, for those of you interested in such things.