So ever since we moved we’ve had intermittent issues with air conditioning. You see, there are two trailers on this property and we are renting the larger one. My husband called about a week before we moved to have the air turned on. They told him it would be 125 deposit on his first bill. He said ok great, turn it on.
So moving day comes. We get the uhaul all packed up and are ready to head out. Then we get a call from the landlord saying there’s no power in the trailer and did we have it turned on? Shane calls the power company and verifies that it was turned on and about a two hour delay while the problem is sorted out. We find out that the power was turned on to the wrong trailer. In order to turn the power to our trailer we would have to wait for a technician to arrive on Monday. Shane flips out. He is thinking we should unpack the trailer and wait till he gets paid to turn on the power. The problem with that was the power at the house we were in was getting turned off in three days and it was in my mother-in-law’s name so we couldn’t cancel the order. Plus we were still on the line for the u haul. I told my husband we should just go, that it was just two days without power. Nevermind it’s the middle of summer and I’m pregnant. He agrees eventually and we go.
We arrive and camp out on mattresses in the den with a fan going from an extension cord hijacked from the other trailers power. It’s not ideal but we survive. Lots of cold baths. At least we had water.
Monday rolls around. Shane takes the lease to the power company to straighten out the mess. He returns home furious. They told him in order to turn our power on we have to pay $640 upfront, which we of course didn’t have. We sigh and plan to turn the power in that Friday when Shane gets paid.
On Friday Shane to pay and is told they will send out a technician Monday. So now it is over a week with no power. I cook microwave spaghetti. We eat ramen noodles and cereal. We have to be very careful since our fridge isn’t working properly due to not have correct power output. We manage to hook up the tv to watch some dvds to kill time. The breakers flip a few times when we ruin the microwave but we get it up and ruining again. Imagine…a house with 8 kids and no power for over a week. It was epic.
Power finally gets turned on at the end of the day Monday and there it’s much rejoicing. We quickly move everything into place – beds into bedrooms, furniture to the right rooms etc. We cook real food, though only three of the four eyes on the stove are functional. BUT it’s a real meal. It’s progress.
Life goes on. The landlords eventually come by and finish fixing the floor (oh did I mention when we moved in it was wooden slats laid over the floor, not an actual floor?) It’s not completely done but it’s enough we can move furniture and unpack all the boxes and get beds put on bed frames.
About three weeks after moving in we are finally able to SETTLE in. It has definitely been an exercise in endurance.
Then something “fun” happens. Our air stops working! We panic and suffer through a sweltering summer day. It is too hot to move, too hot to nap, too hot to think. Children are pink cheeked and inactive. Finally Shane gets home from work and we realize it was a breaker that flipped. There is much rejoicing.
Then a few days later it goes out again. We are miserable. The breaker isn’t the problem this time. We sweat, moan, groan, etc. This time it turns out the refrigerant lines are freezing! Which means for an hour or two several times a day we have to turn the air off. Outside temperatures are upper 90s and it is miserable. We call the landlord and they try to tell us it’s because we leave the door open all day because of our kids (we don’t). They do say they will come out and look at least. When they do, they discover the air conditioner unit coils are filthy which apparently messes the unit up a good bit. Fact is though that it was not our fault after all (surprise surprise). They say they’ll try to come back the next gay to clean it. Two days later and still no landlord here to clean the coils. Luckily, though, the air has been behaving in the interim.
There are several things in life, in America particularly, that people have and take for granted. We don’t really appreciate these things until they’re taken away from us. Things like clean, running water (we had pipes burst here for a couple days in a row and had no water which meant nothing to drink…), cold air conditioning, warm heat in the winter, clean and laundered clothes, hot food on the table – enough to feed everyone. Think about this the next time you take a luxuriant bath, or indulge in a cool, frothy glass of milk. The next time you get frustrated the piles of laundry you have to do, pick up a clean shirt and inhale deeply and be thankful it’s clean laundry. The next time it’s a scorcher outside and you’re inside drinking an ice tea and perfectly comfortable due to functional central air, give God a praise for providing your creature comforts. He truly deserves to be praised each day we are able to spend in relative comfort. It really puts into perspective the mini dramas we create, the things that truly don’t matter.
God is good. Praise God for air conditioning!