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Amy & I installed an air conditioner in her room. It's an aging unit, & missing the accordion flaps that keep the cold air in. (The Second Law of Thermodynamics makes it clear that I'm actually trying to keep the heat out, but I'm going with common parlance.) Those had to be improvised out of a cut up, folded shower curtain & duct tape. To keep the unit level, I had to jam wood under it, on the sill. I scavenged from a construction site & a Getty lot. I had to use a flashlight. To get the wood to fit in the window, I broke it over a curb with my foot. My shoe soles were covered with bloody berries from a vomiting tree. So was the wood. So were my hands.
Its energy-efficient settings don't work & the lights flicker when it runs.