There are the annoying constants in life we expect, such as taxes or annoying people ahead of us in line at airport scanners. Then there are the constants that keep cropping up, unexpected, but so often that after a while you'd think a person would know better.
Mine seems to be air conditioning or, rather, the lack of air conditioning. Now, this was fine when I was a camp counselor and, let's face it, part of being a college student is learning to live under odd conditions with a smile. (Well, for me it was, at least; I realize that for others it was not.)
As a quasi-adult, though, I'm heading into my fifth summer without air conditioning because I cannot get mine fixed. Each time the repair has been a small and simple one, and I am sure that it is this time, too. Granted, I choose to spend money each month on luxuries, such as fresh vegetables and an Internet connection, and, at the end of the day, I'll choose them again.
However, I reserve the right to curse at my student loan check sitting in the mailbox.
2 comments:
It's a lot easier to live in the heat (and enjoy it, even) if your house was built in the days when people knew how to cool a house without depending on A/C. Your house was built to have A/C and must be miserable without it.
I've just realized you've been writing in your blog! What Jeanne says is right -- when I grew up it was unthinkable that anyone would have air-conditioning. Somehow we all survived, but I think it did have to do with houses being built to be cooler by themselves. I do remember nights when it was too hot to sleep, though, and we all lay on the floor in the dark in my parents' room under the fan. I also remember a house we lived in when the girls were small which had enormous windows in each bedroom across from each other, and how when the air cooled late at night the breeze would come through, cooling the whole house. That was a great house --
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