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Turning the Tables

Another episode in the continue saga of my crazy little house...

Air conditioning. We have it. When it's on it blows loud enough that you have to turn up the television. You can't always hear people talking if they are across the room. It cools downstairs extremely well, upstairs--not so much. This seems ridiculous, given that our house it so darn small, but, that's the way it is.

So, of the three residents of my house, I am the one who gets hot the fastest. I will be adjusting the AC to be cooler, while my husband will be going to fetch a hoodie in self defense. Recently I realized that a particular annoyance was that, although "my chair" was almost directly under an air vent, the air was blowing away from me. I could hear the air blowing but I wasn't getting any cooler.

This led to anxiety. Then, a sense of anger or panic. "Why am I not getting any cooler?"

I blurted out, "Why can't we reverse the angle on that thing so it blows on me personally?"

I was really just being funny. I didn't really think much more about it. The next day my husband got up on a step ladder, took the vent out, turned it around, and replaced it. Holy mackerel. I am now freezing. All. The. Time. Why do we have the air conditioning temperature set so low? This is ridiculous. I wrapped up in a blanket.

My husband is really enjoying this. The greatest revenge can sometimes be giving your wife exactly what she wants.

We've been able to raise the temperature. Everyone else is fine, and for once, I am cool enough. In fact, yesterday we had the AC off for most of the day with just the fan blowing. And I was fine. It's rather mind-boggling, that such a simple solution could be so revolutionary.

So today's post is a shout-out to people who really listen, like my husband, and to simple solutions. I think sometimes we overlook them in favor of impressive, complicated ones. But all it took was a screwdriver and a stepladder, and the rest of my summer is saved.

 

 

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