It's been terribly hot in this woodsy cabin. Now that a few thunderstorms have come and gone, the temperatures are finally dropping some. I cooked in this house because I couldn't figure out the New England style air conditioning. It is not whole house or central. It is located in the ceiling.
For the most part I have just tried to open the sliders. Just about every slider and window has a problem opening and closing. The catches don't seem to catch. The new sliders have plastic connectors. Ugh.
The other day, I thought I secured a great cabin in Rye. Then I learned the owner had a fee for just about everything. It wasn't even a nice cabin. A friend wrote me reminding me as one door closes, another opens. Very Sound Of Music and I love it! I thought a bunch about his reminder.
Then I was reluctant to open too many sliders and windows because the ones I did open do not close well. A strange metaphor. A few minutes ago I decided to open a low bedroom window. It has one of the crank out windows. Well it barely cranked out. Every window has crank irritability. I opened it a tiny amount, letting delightful fresh air in and the arm under it detached. The message is get the heck out of this cabin. Now. Soon.
I like simple systems. Central air conditioning if I need it. Windows that open and close with ease. A home in good working order. Soon I will have it.
When one door closes another opens. The adventure continues.
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