When we got back from Lance's birthday dinner we were greeted with a surprise; our air conditioner decided to stop working. This wouldn't be such a big deal, except for the following problems:
- It was 9:45 at night when we found out that it was broken.
- It was a Saturday night and Monday was the 4th of July.
- It had been incredibly hot and humid the past few days and it wasn't supposed to be getting any better.
Lance went down to take a look at it and as expected had no idea what the problem was. We decided that we should at least make some calls and see if we could get someone out to take a look. We actually found a few places that had 24 hour hotlines and tried them. The first place we called said that the earliest they could get out was Wednesday and that wasn't even guaranteed. The next place we called was C.M. Mose and Son and they actually said they could be here tomorrow, yes Sunday, around 12:00. Lance naturally thought, "yeah right", but Sunday rolled around and the repairman actually showed up at 10 in the morning (yes early). Lance liked the repairman right off the bat because he was from Ottumwa, Iowa and they talked for a few minutes about Ottumwa. The final diagnosis was that the cylinder motor was fried (Lance's term, not his) and needed to be replaced. We were thinking that we were going to be paying an arm and leg for a Sunday visit, but we were shocked at how reasonable it was. Thanks again to C.M. Mose and Son.
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