Frozen vegetables and frozen feet
In college, I lived in a second floor fire trap/apartment on Broom Street in Madison. It had no air conditioning. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I’d have to get up and take a cold shower.
It was unbearably hot.
Now, I live a split-level in the Town of Fulton with no air conditioning. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I have to get up and take a cold shower. It is unbearably hot.
When I asked the Tall Man about air conditioning, he said, “We priced it back in 2005 or 2006 and it was going to be $6,000 to $8,000. Then we had a summer when it didn’t get above 90 degrees.”
I’m not sure what message to take from this.
We can’t get a box air conditioner because our windows open to the side instead of up and down.
So, I’ve been trying to remember all the things we did during the Broom-Street summer to stay cool.
-Sleeping with my feet in a pasta pot filled with ice water.
-Hiding in one of the university libraries until it closed and then snoozing in the stacks.
-Sharing a floor with pizza boxes and crumpled up bits of staff paper in an apartment with air conditioning and three budding composers.
Now, the Tall Man keeps one of those blue plastic cubes in the freezer. At night, I put the frozen cube under my feet.
Does anybody have any other ideas?
Divorce is not an option.
Also, check out Greg Peck’s blog today: How hot is it?