'Nother Scorcher!

Few things say quarter life crisis quite like purchasing an air conditioner. Yesterday JC (my boyfriend) was supposed to meet me at the farmer's market after I went to yoga (yes, that is what I did yesterday, and that's what this blog is about). Instead, he kidnapped me and my organic kale and took us to Sears because it's supposed to be 98° tomorrow, and we live on the third floor of an un-airconditioned and pretty old house. 

Pros to having an air-conditioner:

• I can continue to keep chocolate in my room without fear of it melting and I won't have to worry about our subletter stealing my chocolate. Not that our subletter has ever stolen anything. But still. It's chocolate. 
• JC and I don't have to pretend that we sleep in separate beds in order to fall asleep.
• I can eat ramen without breaking into a sweat.

Cons to having an air-conditioner:

• They cost money. Both to obtain, and to run.
• The white noise makes it hard to hear the dialogue in the crime dramas I watch out of my feeble laptop speakers.
• They are difficult to install!

Which makes me wonder why JC and I thought this would be a good project to tackle at 1:25 am when I got home from work last night. But we did. And we failed. This morning, however, we were much more clear-headed and realized that obviously what we had to do was:

1. Build a small tower of styrofoam pieces.
2. Insert air-conditioner into window so that it is leaning precariously backwards (for proper drainage, as per the directions).
3. Extend those foldy-accordion-thingies.
4. Use a nail to make a hole in the wood of the window.
5. Put a screw through the holes in the air-conditioner into the holes we made with the nail.
6. Make sure the window stays down by propping it with a wooden spoon.

So now we have an air conditioner! Hooray! I think.