It hit 90 and I tried to turn on the AC. Nothing. Turns out that wire from the condenser to the thermostat was ripped away when the side of the house was crunched. Then when the house was being repaired, the contractor punctured the refrigerant line with a nail, so I had no connection and no "freon" -- I don't have the bill yet, but it won't be pretty.
Are any of you still having issues like this? What happens when you try to add stuff like this to your original insurance claim?
I just hope we can get everything fixed before the next one.
Sorry about your trouble. However, I doubt that your insurance will cover your costs on this one. From your description, it appears that your claim is against the contractor on the freon issue. The wire repair should not be much of a job nor should it be costly. Good luck on getting it repaired swiftly.
That one-year window would appear to cover the wire issue. However, I think if you report to the insurance adjuster that a contractor made a mistake and damaged something, they will not pay. You are likely better off merely stating the problem without any discussion of how you "think" it happened. After all, we are not professionals and do not have knowledge about how this equipment works. Just tell them it is not working and leave it up to the adjuster who is the professional. Hopefully you will get it fixed soon. You are too nice a poster to have to suffer this heat.
Thanks Cossack -- I did get it fixed, that's how the issues were discovered! As for the heat, I don't wish it on anyone, nice or not, although I know one or two people who ought to start getting used to it
We did live without it, and it was miserable. However, we also had huge window fans that drew out hot air during the day and drew in cool air at night; we had higher ceilings, big windows, and a safe enough world that you could sleep with the windows open. Still, it got really, really hot. (Not as hot, however, as a car trip in my 1978 Mustang with the black vinyl interior and no air conditioner -- that, children, was HOT.)
LVN, I'll trade you that for my cross-country trip in a VW bug with no AC (and a host of other problems) from MS to Los Angeles, CA in August 1987. I vividly remember driving through Death Valley, and realizing why it was called that!