So, it finally stopped raining in the office.
Turns out that someone had left the ancient air conditioner running overnight, and it froze up. We couldn’t turn it down, it kept blowing cool air, and letting water seep into the floor tiles.
Oh, and the fridge and water cooler had leaks too. “Water, water, everywhere, and not a drop to drink.”
So we shut off the power to the A/C, and set up as many fans as we could find.
The ceiling guy came yesterday, said that the ceiling wouldn’t collapse, then left. He finally came back today to fix the darn thing. Afterwards, the A/C repairman came, claimed that he’d fixed it, but we still can’t seem to get any cool air.
I’m hoping that my lovely Latin books will be there when I get home. I want to go bury myself in a dead language for a few hours.
On the plus side, after this week, I have drunk at least 5 glasses of water a day, 5 days a week, for 6 SOLID WEEKS. I am now incapable of finishing a can of Dr. Pepper or Coke, though I do still like Mountain Dew and Sprite. That is still a huge improvement. Now if I can just start eating better stuff.