Well, you know, I just got a $150 electric bill this month. Last month’s was $75. I thought that high. But since I am in a new this house I had no idea of what to expect.
I am shocked the cost doubled from June.
Yes , there was a heat wave, but I’m pretty conservative. Thermostat is set at 78. I noticed that the air conditioner was running and running and running.
There was also a water leak beneath the furnace in the cellar.
I had no idea of what to do, or not to do.
This is an old house built before the age of television. I love it! My husband does too. Not going to dump it. Not going to find another house.
So what did people do before the age of whole house air-conditioning and why do we need it?
I loved air in my country house. Yep. Always (affordably) pleasantly cool everywhere.
I wish I had a boatload of money to pay the bills. And actually I can pay these bills for now, but it’s not only that I don’t want to, it’s also that–well hell–there is something interesting about heat waves that lay us low.
Yes, they lay us all low.
Hell, because of the heat I am unable to consider much more than preparing a ham sandwiches for dinner–and that’s a rather surprising blessing when you consider all those who have very little to eat. But I don’t want to go there.
Where I do want to go is to ask all of us why we must have pleasantly cooled houses in every single room?
Are we better for this–and I must say I like being cool–or are we simply spoiled?
I like being spoiled, but I also wonder if being physically comfortable might not just soothe us to the point of inertia.
Yep, enjoying nothing. Nothing to bother me. Nothing to disturb me.
Well, hell, maybe I’ll go to a retirement community in Costa Rica. As long as I don’t have to bunji jump across the jungle, the terrorists don’t kidnap me, and I can be forever cool!