So… I live in Florida now. And for the first time in my life, I have central air. Which, even living in Michigan would have been a godsend. But we had hot water heating and it would have involved installing the entire venting system… So that was never going to happen. I was the only one in the house who was too hot anyway. Now I have it, and it’s wonderful. Florida temperature is a warm early summer day in Michigan in January. If I’m lucky. Often it’s 80 degrees or warmer out. (Although the other day it went from being 75 one day to being 22 the next day… And I thought Michigan weather was schizo.) Lately it’s been pretty cool out, so having the windows open has been perfect, almost cold sometimes, which is super keen, because you can always put on more clothes to get warmer… There’s only so much you can take off. But as of a weekago or so, it started warming up again. Which means turning on the AC.

Here’s how our apartment is set up in terms of the air conditioning system. It splits into a Y somewhere, but here’s the order in which the rooms are cooled: Danny’s bathroom, Danny’s bedroom, the living room, my bedroom; and on the other part: the kitchen, my bathroom. The vent in Danny’s bathroom is closed, and the ones in the kitchen and living room are somewhat closed. The one in Danny’s bedroom is jammed, can’t be closed at all. So… what all this equals out to in terms of my comfort level, which of course if the whole point of everything… Is that my bedroom, the place where I spend the most time, is always the warmest room in the house. And Danny’s room, the place where he spends most of his time, is the coldest room.

Lets say the AC starts the day out set to 70 degrees. Somewhere along the line, Danny gets too cold, and walks into the living room and turns it warmer to 80 degrees or something close. His excuse for making it so much warmer is that there’s a ferret cage in front of the thermostat so he can’t see it. (Mind you he doesn’t move the ferret cage to look behind it like the rest of us… but anyway…) I’m usually sleeping or something… And realise that it’s ass warm in the bedroom. So I go out to the living room and turn it back down to 70 degrees or a little below, since it’s now 80 something… Then I return to my room and continue doing whatever I was doing… He eventually gets too cold again… And this continues on through out the day. Given, if I leave my bedroom door open, it stays a mite cooler since it circulates from the living room as well. But, it really only does that if the living room fan gets left on. Most of the time, that gets turned off too because people are too cold and no one ever turns it back on when they leave.

This whole thing has been a series of unspoken actions up until just the other day. I mentioned it to Danny (this is when he pointed out his ferret cage issues). My friend Alex came up with suggestions like putting a shirt over the AC vent in his room. He said he’ll look at his vent to see if he can unjam it, but that’s unlikely to happen. So the war continues on. Its cold outside right now, so I don’t mind so much. But when it’s 90 degrees outside tomorrow, I’m going to care again. It really does figure that the first time I get central air I’m living with a couple of shivering-wussies. Oh well.

Maybe I can set it to 70 and steal the thermostat…