Home from the sea to discover the AC not working, despite pushing the restart button on the compresser and switching the fuses on and off (is that like kicking tires? or does it make any sense?), so we opened all the windows on this 80ish evening, and then, about thirty minutes later the AC quietly came on. Huh? Well, the techs are all booked, but one promises to come tonight or tomorrow, so maybe we’ll find out what’s going on. Otherwise it’s the work of the AC Fairy. Could have been worse. Could have been another Red Oak down, this time straight through the house.
UPDATE The tech came, pronounced the problem an aging electrical connector whose parts were not making reliable contact, and replaced it for $140. He also checked the Freon, which he said was fine.
UPDATE Less than 24 hours later, the AC quit again, this time for four hours before coming back on, under the direction, presumably, of the AC Fairy. The tech is due back tomorrow (Thursday) morning for another diagnostic. I suspect the ACs end is near. After two fallen oak trees, and working to keep the deer out of the backyard, of course I would think the end is near.
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