7.14.2004
it's hotter than hades in here...
sorry it's been so long. but something has happened in the past 9 days that has made life chaotic and practically unbearable... the air conditioning has gone out. twice. during a run of 90+ degree weather. fuck me.
the first time we were all just sitting here at home, watching tv, thinking quietly in our heads, it is kind of warm in here. huh. it was kind of warm in here. finally someone said it out loud. i was just thinking that. duh. we get up and look at the thermostat, and it's pushing 85. no shit it's kind of warm in here. not quite the frigid high 60's we are used to.
i think it was actually hotter upstairs in our rooms, and that night of sleeping was awful. you have the ceiling fan on high, a fan in the window sucking in the much cooler nighttime air, and are just lying flat out on the bed with nothing touching you but cool air cuz it is just too damn hot to even breathe right now. this went on for two nights before they fixed everything.
two days later, it was broken again. this time we decided that sweating it out just wouldn't work, so huey went and got some window air conditioners from some guy he knows. the main level of our house is nice and cool. but the upstairs is like an attic in summer. and that's where all the bedrooms (and therefore the showers and clothes) are. we pulled out our air mattresses and have crashed on floors, couches, and half inflated air mattresses the last few days, having what could only loosely be described as a slumber party (no prank calls or party games, but definitely midnight snacks), and going upstairs as little as possible.
right now, my back and neck are killing me. but at the same time, the a/c guy is outside right now installing a brand new unit. so i can't complain. one point of interest is that he looks kind of familiar.... like santa clause.... crazy, deranged, lunatic santa clause.. plucking a banjo and wielding a very big piece of lead pipe. he's big, with a white beard, and his cheeks are rosy (or flushed from the 90 degree heat and work he's doing) but it's all very creepy too. santa clause, in the conservatory, with the lead pipe... i'm glad i'm not here by myself right now.
ah shit, he just walked in the front door. i almost peed my pants. i'm psyching myself out. i'm going to go check on his progress. if he returns my bedroom to a normal mid 70's temperature, he'll be my savior.
*blog*
posted by megs at 10:31
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