Late last night I spoke of our latest gadget woe, that being my belief that the new AC/heater unit was on the blink. I threw the breakers, went to bed, and endured a sleepless night due to nerves, a cold nose, and tummy trouble. I finally nodded off around six and didn't rise again until eleven-thirty. My mother slept well, despite the fact that she hates the cold, and the fact that she was almost as concerned as I was when she hit the sack.
Anywho, we are blessed enough to have crossed paths with a heating/cooling crew that works on Sundays if there's some sort of problem, and he came right down. He promptly ordered the breakers turned back on, gave the electrical work a thorough examination, looked at the outside unit, and diagnosed...what else but a dirty filter! He also explained that the noise we heard was innocuous and that the smell should clear up with a new filter. After teaching me how to change the filter, he scratched my cat's chin and left.
I wasn't 100% convinced that the filter was the problem, particularly when I smelled the odor again, so I pulled out the filter, gave it a good shake, and put it back in. I still get occasional whiffs now and again, but it's nowhere near as bad as it was. Now all I've got to do is wait for the new filters to come (we had to order some online) and pray that nothing else goes wrong between now and then. Oh yes, I also plan on going back on my meds; my anxiety nearly drove both Mama and me nuts this weekend.
Hats off to Carlos Warren and Son for helping us out today! It was a Sunday and the weather has been less than stellar today, but a repairman came anyway. Kudos to him!