Humidity Cubed

So now it's the 16th. I came home on the evening of the 13th. I haven't had AC this whole time. This is an area where patience is no longer a virtue; it is idiotic. I have called the building management and left them messages, and I have called the emergency maintenance number and left pages. No one has bothered to contact me in reference to this situation.

My cats are wilted. I am wilted. The cats clearly want to play, but being completely inside cats, they are not accustomed to this heat and humidity, so they are not doing anything but lying around and staring at me with questioning eyes. The eyes ask me questions like, "Why haven't you fixed this yet?" I have things that need doing in my apartment, but I can't because it's a freakin' sauna. I sweat sitting perfectly still.

To add to this dilemma, there is another Thunderstorm Warning. Last night's thunderstorm sent rain flying into the balcony. You may remember that my "temporary" rig was a large fan placed in front of the AC unit--on the balcony. Yep, rain in the fan. Not my idea of a safe alternative. I turned off the AC and brought the fan into the house. Then I moved it everywhere I went. It's a big fan.

I took it to my room at bedtime, opened the windows wide, and put it on full blast, just like before. The rain did not come through the window, so this worked alright without being an electrical hazard. The other thing that helped was the very cold shower I stood in for about 10 minutes right before I went to bed.

It's not very helpful in the morning, though. The cool air doesn't reach the bathroom, so even after rinsing in cold for 5 minutes at the end of my shower, I come out dripping sweat along with shower water. Drying off only lasts as long as it takes for the towel to pass over a section of skin. I haven't done my hair or put on makeup since I came back. There's no point. My hair is frizzed before I finish combing it and my makeup runs right off my face from sweat before I finish applying it. I find it very irritating.

So, now, while I'm waiting in vane for a call from the maintenance folks, I'm watching Disney's "The Sword in the Stone" (again) and enjoying a nice glass of wine. I'm not doing laundry, because I'm hot and sweaty. I'm not cleaning up my cluttery, messy apartment, because I'm hot and sweaty. I'm not playing or cuddling with my cats, because we're all three hot and sweaty. So, I'll drink my wine and watch my movie and study the new information I got at work today.

And tomorrow, I'll call the flippin' management office every ten minutes until they do something about this. Don't get me wrong--I understand there may be other things going on, but I was promised the guy would be back the next day. He could at least call me and tell me he's not coming, and why. And I know that I am in hurricane season down here, and I could lose my AC for even longer. But there hasn't been a hurricane in my town. I am the only person I know of, in this building, whose AC had some part burn out. No one else around me is complaining about any such problems. SO FIX MY FRICKIN' AC!