When I kicked the unit to the curb last year I had a grand fantasy - I thought that after I bought the house I'd put in central air. Bahahaahahhaah ha. Seriously. What pretend world did I live in? At that point I had a good chunk of money in the bank and had just gotten a raise and was thinking rich.
I haven't talked about it much, but my mortgage took all of my savings and is way more than I thought it would be. It's over half of my salary each month. So having a part time job or two really makes a difference in my quality of life and my haircut. And I had a fun spring: trip to Ireland- good!, tree on house: bad!, bathroom remodeled, good!, computer croaking, bad!
Anyway, it's been hotter than hell in here. And I have poison ivy. Throw some freaking hot flashes on top of that and you have the recipe for one very cranky Nora. This morning I swore that I was not coming home without a new air conditioner for my bedroom. One quick trip to Lowes later (that for the gift certificate LuAnn and Bill!) and I brought home this little beauty.
Air conditioners have come a long way in the last twenty years or so. Quieter, digital, programmable and this: