Sometimes I feel that one of my major jobs is managing the
heat in the house. In the winter I’m trying to keep the heat in; plugging up
holes where cold air is creeping in, stuffing towels in the windows that gap, opening
blinds when the sun is trying to shine, closing off entire rooms that have
electric heaters (expensive to run!), but often it comes down to moving a space
heater around with me from room to room.
Now we are trying to keep the heat out of an old house
without central air. We open every window during the night and have window fans
bringing in the cool air. Then in the morning I have to run around closing them
all and closing all the blinds so no sun can heat up the rooms. Last week there
were several nice days that I was able to leave the windows open all day to get
a nice breeze and it wasn’t too hot. That was heavenly!
But the last few days have been HOT, so we have come to the
point in the summer that we really need to haul the window air conditioning
unit from the basement up to our bedroom. I say we, but I really mean my
husband. It is really heavy and usually results in banged knuckles and
profanity mumbled under his breath.
Some of us deal with heat a little differently. The littlest
one just ran inside nude – she was playing in a tub of water in the backyard
after breakfast and got her pjs wet so they had to come off. Sometimes I wish I
was 3.
