The air conditioning unit decided to not work yesterday afternoon. You know, on the hottest day on record so far for Pea Ridge, Arkansas. A high of 86 degrees.
Nor did it work the rest of the night.
This is the same HVAC unit we had installed less than eight years ago.
So the HVAC people were called, and they came out to the house today.
And… the heat pump decided to rub a hole in it’s line yesterday at some point. Releasing all it’s freon into the atmosphere. All. Empty.
And… the entire thing will have to either be repaired for around a grand-five. Because apparently the type of freon in our system is in high demand (i.e., less supply means higher price) due to a change in government regulations phasing out R-22 freon.
Or we will have to replace the unit, for who knows what price. Well, we’ll know what the price is when they come out to talk to us in a few more days with estimates.
I wonder how much I’ll have to pimp out the Husbear for, and how many times, in order to recoup that cost?
Until next time...