Changing Seasons

[nyyki]

There’s this thing people remodeling or flipping houses do, where they update things in the home. Unfortunately, they do this without discrimination, so they sometimes yank things that are useful and can be wonderful. This hasn’t happened in my home, because it hasn’t been updated much.

I finished a couple of important things, like getting my infusion (I was overdue), talking with flaming Sword, and of course finding lunch. I checked the temperature using my talking thermometer, and found out it was 94°f outside. Perfect – I headed to the game room on he back of the house, opened one of the windows, and turned on the fan. Next I headed to the opposite end of my house and opened my bathroom window, turning on my bedroom ceiling fan. From there it was to the front of the house, where I opened the screen on my storm door and opened a window, again turning on the ceiling fan. Okay, two more ceiling fans to do, so I hit the switch for the two in my hall and turned on the small one in the kitchen. Now, for the final part of the system, I hit the switch for the attic fan and got my roommate to start deploying sticks of incense (I have a bunch of basic incense boats) in the windows.

I ran it for around five and a half hours. The house smells so much better, and it feels better too. I know some of my neighbors, and they don’t have an attic fan, because their homes were remodeled by someone who doesn’t understand what negative airflow can do in a home during the right time of the year.

I know, of course, that we’re going to have another cold snap – it’s very common for that to happen, as in, it’s been a fixture of my life that when we start to get comfortable with putting coats up and starting spring cleaning it’s going to plummet sometime before Easter/Oestara, and we’ll have to pull the coats out of the closet again. I prefer the bright side of the year, Spring and Summer, even though I can’t spend time outside anymore thanks to my anti-rejection meds. But the feel of it, that crisp heat, the warm feet and hands, the fresh fecund smells, they’re the part of the year I look forward to. And I also get introspective in early Spring, because I want to think threw what things I’ll sow so they can be harvested during the late summer and fall months.

Comments

[flamingsword]

I’m hoping it was a typo when you said it was 94 degrees before the spring equinox. That’s a bit much, even for Texas. I’m glad your home smells better, and feels clearer, though.

[nyyki]

Yes, a typo. 1997 proved to me that I need a temperature ramp up to be able to handle the high heat.