I'm finally breaking down and putting my air conditioner in after work today. I think. I've held off because a) it's a pain in the ass (actually the back, and mine has been bothering me lately) and b) it hasn't been that hot. However, I was so motherfucking cranky this morning after getting ready in my humid apartment that it would seem the time has come.
I was going to ask Macho Man to help me, but I want to get it done like, now, and I hate owing people favors. Plus, I did it on my own last year. Then, I had no idea what I was doing. I tried it in the kitchen before I figured out it needed to go in the living room. And I realized after all that I needed wood pieces to put under it so the water would drain properly. This year? I know what to do (and how to avoid cutting the shit out of my hand on the back of the unit).
But I hate losing that window. I love having my windows open. And it's supposed to be in the 70s for a few days after today.
Bah. Maybe it can wait. My laziness and desire to get to yoga on time may make me wait. And I highly doubt it will get done after yoga. It would have to be unbearably hot. I have this thing about waiting until it's nearly unbearable before I use the AC.
I apologize for wasting your time by writing all that. Should there be more blood this year, I'll take pictures so you can revel in my punishment for writing a shitty blog entry.
Side note/product rave: I'm in love with Cherry Coke Zero. Perhaps I don't really remember what regular Cherry Coke tastes like, but if memory serves, it tastes pretty much exactly the same. It's delicious!