Do
you notice in this image the door to the apartment patio is closed. I
don't know if I'm blocking the heat of summer out or keeping in the
manufactured cool of the apartment. The window in my bedroom is wide
open and I know that somewhere in another reality my parents are
consoling each other for a child who's gone astray.
Once
again, the reader who is stuck with me all these years know that I am
the son of a union sheet-metal worker. A heating and cooling
servicemen. He made sure people with nonworking furnaces are coolers
got there systems up and working fast. I am pleased to report that we
always had heat and we always had cool air in the summer. However, it
all came at a cost. In the winter it was not so bad after all good
knowingly leave their windows open to he precious commodity heat
escape a true life example the metaphor “going up in smoke”.
However in the summer, that was another question. As far back as I
can remember I've loved to have the front door open. Windows also
were nice cancel that have open. I was willing to compromise I would
to deal with the screen door as opposed to having the door shut
completely. Spring and fall was nice with the front door open listing
to the world and watching the outside. However, once the heat started
we cranked up the old air conditioner which is at the back of the
house. I don't know how dad got this air-conditioner but it was huge,
one of the old ones with the insulation or whatever which had to be
watered down every couple of hours if he didn't have a direct
waterline into the cooler. We did not for some time which is kind of
weird. It's that small copper tube which usually runs from someplace
like the utility room and snakes through the house and out and
finally links to the water pump in the cooler. It was my job to drag
the hose around and spray water on the pads every couple hours. The
water was freezing cold it seemed like even in the hot summer. But
once the pads of been drenched the house was filled with near
freezing air or so it seemed. But, it seemed we are under pain of
death if we left the front door open and the precious commodity
escaped. How would a closed-door just does not seem natural. I get
claustrophobic.
Last
summer I think I only used the air-conditioner once and that was when
my home healthcare person gave me the ultimatum to cool the apartment
to a sufferable point are she would no longer work as a home health
person. A week and a half ago my.Stop through on his way to
Blackfoot. I want to be a good host so I tried to cool down my
apartment and my equipment did not work. I submitted a request and
was informed that my heating/cooling equipment (like many others of
this apartment complex) has not really been maintained, as they
should, for nine years. The maintenance guy actually drained a bucket
of black gunk from my unit. The guy nearly trashed my apartment
trying to get to the furnace/air conditioner to install new pads are
whatever they stick in their which is different, I guess, then but
they replaced two weeks ago. He finally got the unit working and I
got the place down to 72°, the same temperature as the hallway, I
guess this is level. I was informed that if I was going to run my air
conditioner I need to have everything shot windows as well as patio
door. Right now, I have the door closed and I'm using the little
oscillating fan I was provided with to get me over the hump. I have
my door closed and the room seems to be cooling and I don't have too
much stress not been able to access my patio by site. But I'm not
telling management and they haven't found out as yet but I have the
window to my bedroom wide-open and I'm sure my cool air is flowing
out and my parents are shaking their heads wherever they are…
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