Summertime in Minnesota. The living’s easy. Unless your air conditioner breaks during a stretch of 85º, humid weather…with a toddler…and a newborn…and a wife. Granted, we were operating on borrowed time with this classic 1972 model, built from actual Viking steel, but psychologically I wasn’t ready to bury the ol’ girl.
I will say that we handled the news fairly well, laughing about how enjoyable it is to buy appliances and discussing whose kidney we got to sell; but the real fun came when we learned no matter what, we were going to have to spend at least four days without cool air coursing through the veins of our house. Here’s how that went down. Continue reading