I ran away from home when I was 16, and did not return for almost twenty years. It wasn’t until my mother passed away, joining my father in the great hereafter, that I returned to the old farmhouse where I was raised. It was a bittersweet trip, and brought back a lot of memories of events that made me run away in the first place. I would have been okay with never seeing it again, but as the sole heir I was now the new owner of the place. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, so I decided to stay there for a few weeks while I figured it out. My folks had never installed any kind of air conditioning in all the years they lived in this ranch style house. I didn’t remember the place being so hot, maybe the years of being accustomed to climate control in every house made me spoiled, but it surely was hot in there. If I was going to stay I needed some form of cooling, but I was not sure I wanted to commit the thousands of dollars it would take to get a central HVAC system installed. Instead I opted to purchase a much smaller window mounted AC unit. With this, I could move it from room to room if I needed to, because the air conditioner was so lightweight. I set the AC up in my bedroom, the same bedroom I used as a kid, and would move it downstairs every morning to help in cooling off the living room.