The apartment I live in is small, but I love it. It’s in a fairly old building, which confers some pretty considerable advantages. The walls are sturdy and soundproof, the floor is actual wood, it’s pretty nice. There are also a couple of down sides, of course. I’ve already mentioned the Orangeburg pipes, but there’s another pretty big one…
There are three of them. This wouldn’t be an issue were it not for the conspicuous absence of any way to control them. We can’t turn them on or off. When I mentioned this to the guys who came around to inspect them and make sure they were working, they said, “Yeah, we know, it’s kind of wasteful.” There are valves on each radiator, but turning them doesn’t do anything. So, the one closest to the bed is on pretty much constantly.
Did I mention my lovely wall of windows? They’re great for growing plants, drying herbs, and getting fresh air. They are less great when the sun beats in. We’ve got blinds, of course, but it’s pretty unpleasant to have to darken the place artificially throughout the few daylight hours we get in winter, you know? The other three seasons aren’t as bad– the trees have their leaves then, so there’s some natural shade. I don’t have to compromise as much then.
So, to recap: small apartment, constant heat, beating sun.
My S.O. sleeps (and generally exists) hotter than I do, but we both like keeping our bedroom relatively cold. That’s not as much of an issue in summer when we can just adjust the air conditioner, but I’d be lying if I said we didn’t end up bickering a few times over whether to crank it up post-November. We both have allergies, so opening windows before the first cold snap is a bit dicey– the last thing I want to do is end up on Prednisone (especially with intracranial hypertension!) again. Plus I like the subtle connection to the seasons that an open window gives me. It’s not something I get to enjoy much in other seasons, so I want to take advantage of it when I can.
While it’s been less and less of an issue as the season’s progressed, we do still have unseasonably warm days. It’s going to be over 60°F next Tuesday, and this place already feels hotter than Satan’s taint even with the windows open and a fan going. I’ve been looking up ideas for meals that won’t require me to turn the oven on, because being too hot with IH is a miserable thing.
Hope my S.O. doesn’t mind a week of pesto and zucchini noodles. At least all the basil’ll be good for prosperity?