David Suzuki will hate me for this, but I love my air conditioner. There comes a time when you have to make the decision between the environment, and breathing. It’s stinking hot in Montreal today, with wicked humidity levels. Sorry Mr. Suzuki - I choose breathing.
I love my air conditioner. I love that my husband installed it today. I love that it’s finally taking the edge off the humidity in this house, and that by this evening it will be comfortable, and the air will be breathable. I love it, I love it, I love it.
Have I mentioned that I love my air conditioner?