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Whatever the temp, I really do not care, I know I will not be able to suffer through the summer without air conditioning of some sort. Though I have a thousand other things I would love to get to first, I realize my capacity to do what I wish to do will be heavily compromised by my inability to work in this heat. Therefore, my next project is establishing at least one air conditioner, a number of fans, and begin figuring out how best to deal with the heat.
The good thing, from what I can tell, is that the house is rather well insulated for the most part. Some of the windows are a bit rough, but most are double paned with a decent air cushion between the panes. The front room, where I currently sit and have my computer, is on the south side, so gets hit hard. As an addition, even well insulated, it does not have the protection of the heavy stone of the main house nor as much shading as might be optimal. Though wherever I put the computer is going to be hotter, it is the nature of that beast. I may, in the long run, consider putting in a weather-proof door between it and the main house. There are a number of things, like that, which might be useful in the longer run but which are too cost and time demanding along with the rest of what is going on to accomplish currently. All new windows downstairs, another couple of compartmentalizations, and probably central air. As well, this fall I will be looking for two more trees. I also need to, in time, discuss the condition of the trees I have and how and when I should begin planning for their replacements. It would be unwise to let these things just go.
I have been dithering between a swamp cooler and central air. After my preliminary investigation though, I am probably going with central air conditioning. Though it costs more to run, it is certainly less expensive than the short term options I will be using this summer. If I worked during the day, only being home in the later afternoons and early mornings, I would not need this. But such is not my lot. I am simply here and it is simply too hot. Further, this is only early summer. Two more months, at least, plus higher heat and less cooling at night means my hopes for a simpler living style are not possible.
Another wheat breakfast was in the offing this morning. I do taste the malt flavor. It sort of has a vanilla and corn flavor to it. I added a bit of sugar today, which made it taste a lot like corn fresh off the cob. It is quite filling. Now, my bm's are a bit odd. I was wondering if I would be going more often, or with other changes. I did not quite understand what D.C. meant, I think, if I did think I did at the time. I am going less often but more densely. Volume and density is way up. I am, I would say, laying lead bricks. My toilets, I think, are old and of the everflush variety. And they struggle. Sometimes I have to let the logs soak. A few times I thought the plunger (which I cannot find) would be needed. Logs, I tell you!
Not much will be completed today. I really am hoping to find instructions for the tax form and find which of those 100's of pages in my closing documents is needed, and have that ready to take to town for mailing tomorrow. I also hope to clear the packing material and cardboard boxes to the trash or recycling as per those rules. Perhaps I will boil some eggs, wash that silverware set in the way, and ready for the next round of kitchen set up, whenever that might happen. I would also love to get the bed officially set up too. It looks like too much work for what I have available and how I am feeling, but it could all happen. Or, little of it could happen. Aspirin, I think, before that. A little time out tinkering some more. Watering the plants to get me outside for a bit. And then I will think on it.
Bah! And again. Bah!
Ok, I had to read that here at work, didn't I? Momentary concern I was going to explode from suppressed guffaw.
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At this rate, my colon will outlive liberalism.
ReplyDeletePerhaps that would be the last task of my colon! Nothing, mind you, would be absorbed save maybe some condensed hot air. The rest, as they say, would be history. A long lead log of flushable matter. Plunger would be a necessary accessory. However, since I would die shortly thereafter, and considering the content, I might skip the paperwork.
Anyway, I am glad you got a chuckle or spew out of it. I feel like I am back in school and whispered something to Johnny in class, and he lost it. Oh the joys. I suspect your fellow workers already think you are a little off? If, in my opinion, adding to that notion is probably a good thing. So on that score, you are welcome!
Well, get going with the wheat cereal, funny man. Lets see you fill your quota! Puns abound from that. Ah, quota in chief would have to be my favorite.