This has been a week of daytime unmotivated slack assedness accompanied by late afternoon/early evening “oh crap, I really need to get this work done!”ness. Evenings are typically when I write my blog posts so…there you go. A handy excuse for not having posted since Tuesday. Tuesday! I am a blog SLACKER!
Really quickly, for those of you who don’t read Jen’s blog, you should head over there right now. She has exciting news! Jen writes one of my favorite blogs and I’ve been reading her for a few years now. I am so incredibly excited for her, so I want all of you to go over there right now!
For those of you who were around before I re-launched the blog and who remember the ongoing saga of “whether or not to leave the window open at night,” Will and I have finally reached a compromise and what’s more, Will is the one who came up with it!
For those of you who weren’t around or who just like to hear the same things over and over again, Will and I have been going around and around this one argument over whether or not we should leave the bedroom window open at night. It got pretty hairy during the impromptu heat wave in May and then went away when the temperature dropped back down into the 50s. For the last week or so, though, with the heat being in the “normal summer” range, the argument has come back–only this time it has been as a “no you can have your way” “no you can have your way!” “no, you should win,” “no you should” competition which I blame solely on the residual schmoopyness from getting engaged (and if you don’t think I’m going to ride that train until it just won’t go anymore, you are sadly mistaken).
The basic argument is this: Will wanted to keep the window open and the fans on at night because it was hot. He says that it is perfectly safe to keep the windows open at night because, in the event that someone tries to break in, well–Will is a big believer in the second amendment. I, on the other hand, say that we live in a ground floor apartment and why invite trouble? What’s more, in order to be prepared to confront someone who might want to break in through our GROUND FLOOR APARTMENT’S OPEN WINDOW, you need to sort of, you know, hear them coming and even though we have some great big shrubs right under our window that they would have to push through, when you have three fans blowing, the noise is unbelievable and there is no way we would hear anything especially since Will does not wake up to the smallest sound like I do and he’s the one that is comfortable with…the second amendment.
We’ve tried compromises. We’ve tried a dowel in the window while leaving the window open and the fans on. Me? No sleepy. We’ve tried leaving the window open and the fans off. Neither of us slept much. We’ve tried closing the window and bringing in a fourth fan. I slept okay but Will swears that he was overheated all night (we’ll ignore the fact that he woke me up at 2AM by yanking the blanket up around his ears). We’ve tried leaving the window open and the fans on right up until the minute we go to bed and then closing the window and letting the fans circulate the colder air. No dice.
Then, the other day, Will comes home and annouces “I have figured out a compromise to the window issue” and I thought “oh crap” and immediately envisioned booby traps and spring loaded thingies in the bushes outside the window or Will deciding to sleep in the living room until the winter time. I was visibly cringing until Will pointed into the corner of our “dining room” and said “Bert!”
Bert is the portable air conditioner we bought last summer when we were living in our hellishly hot Roseburg apartment. Since we moved up here, however, he’s sat in the corner collecting dust because, for the most part, our apartment stays a good 10 degrees cooler than the outside world (bottom floor, almost no direct sunlight. It’s beautiful). The other day I actually patted Bert and said “poor Bert, sitting there with nothing to do.”
Now he has something to do!
Bert is currently sitting in the corner of our bedroom pointed directly at the bed. He is only turned on at night while we are sleeping because we don’t want to jack up our electricity bill and, because we keep the door to the bedroom closed at night he keeps everything lovely and cool.
It feels a little bit counter intuitive to turn on the air conditioner and then use a blanket, but I’ve decided to let that go.
In other news, for the 4th we are pulling out the counter top deep fryer and having deep fried hot dogs! It sounds incredibly disgusting but oh my god they are gooooooooooooooooooooood. I think I will have three. Happy Holiday Weekend!
