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Hot and Bothered
May. 28th, 2002 01:36 pmI don't handle warm weather very well. Let the winter get as cold and blustery as it will, and you won't hear a word of complaint out of me. But even as early as April, I can sometimes be found cursing the intolerable, inhuman heat.
We have this massive air conditioner in the main room of our (loft) apartment. Often this is big enough for the whole apartment, but it seems excessive to cool the whole place when we're just sleeping in the bedroom. Unfortunately, there was no air conditioner in there when we moved in last September, and we were busy enough dealing with death, destruction, terrorism, wedding and honeymoon plans, and other calamities to take care of that. By the time we returned from our honeymoon in late October, we mostly didn't need one any more.
Showing remarkable foresight, I bought a small unit in March of this year. I haven't got around to installing it, but it's become warm and muggy here in Manhattan, so I thought I'd take care of business.
Except it seems that the window in our bedroom has been designed to make it as hard as possible to put an air conditioner in, and the instructions for installing the air conditioner have been designed to be as useless for air conditioner installation as possible. I had tried once before, and decided that I needed some wood pieces to help support the thing, but it now seems that I misunderstood how things needed to fit together, so I need to go back to the lumberyard.
Fuck.
We have this massive air conditioner in the main room of our (loft) apartment. Often this is big enough for the whole apartment, but it seems excessive to cool the whole place when we're just sleeping in the bedroom. Unfortunately, there was no air conditioner in there when we moved in last September, and we were busy enough dealing with death, destruction, terrorism, wedding and honeymoon plans, and other calamities to take care of that. By the time we returned from our honeymoon in late October, we mostly didn't need one any more.
Showing remarkable foresight, I bought a small unit in March of this year. I haven't got around to installing it, but it's become warm and muggy here in Manhattan, so I thought I'd take care of business.
Except it seems that the window in our bedroom has been designed to make it as hard as possible to put an air conditioner in, and the instructions for installing the air conditioner have been designed to be as useless for air conditioner installation as possible. I had tried once before, and decided that I needed some wood pieces to help support the thing, but it now seems that I misunderstood how things needed to fit together, so I need to go back to the lumberyard.
Fuck.
