Stephen R Bierce (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
frustratedpilot) wrote2005-07-04 12:10 am
frustratedpilot) wrote2005-07-04 12:10 am
Way To Tame The Hated Heat
Hey.
I haven't lived in a house with operational air conditioning in so long I've forgotten to miss it. I love air conditioning. I love de-humidification. I wish this house I'm in now had both.
Instead, I consume some sort of liquid beverage, every waking hour, practically on the hour. Right now there is a partially enjoyed tankard of tea on my desk while I'm writing this blog. I know the hydration is important but wish I didn't have to do so much of it.
I'm sick of ceiling fans. My father likes them so he installed them in the kitchen, the living room, the dining room and his master bedroom. But the ceiling in my room is too low for one, thank the 19th Century architects of this farmhouse.
I'm weary of "rustic". Sure the house we moved from in Florida was no prize but at least the outside walls were cinder block and stucco--and the floors concrete. This house?--I bet the groundhogs burrowing under the foundation walls ultimately condemn the place.
I know I should be grateful I have a "home". But this isn't my home and it will never be my home. I want to go home.
FP
I haven't lived in a house with operational air conditioning in so long I've forgotten to miss it. I love air conditioning. I love de-humidification. I wish this house I'm in now had both.
Instead, I consume some sort of liquid beverage, every waking hour, practically on the hour. Right now there is a partially enjoyed tankard of tea on my desk while I'm writing this blog. I know the hydration is important but wish I didn't have to do so much of it.
I'm sick of ceiling fans. My father likes them so he installed them in the kitchen, the living room, the dining room and his master bedroom. But the ceiling in my room is too low for one, thank the 19th Century architects of this farmhouse.
I'm weary of "rustic". Sure the house we moved from in Florida was no prize but at least the outside walls were cinder block and stucco--and the floors concrete. This house?--I bet the groundhogs burrowing under the foundation walls ultimately condemn the place.
I know I should be grateful I have a "home". But this isn't my home and it will never be my home. I want to go home.
FP