Dehumidifiers
This #thankyouthursday, I am grateful for dehumidifiers.
We moved into our house about a year ago, and I don’t remember there being humidity issues, but maybe the end of last summer wasn’t as damp as this one.
In any case, the last couple weeks have been damp, and I have been slow to act. I kept thinking it was temporary, that the weather would dry up soon, or that if it didn’t, we could fix the issue by, like, turning up the air conditioner or letting in more sunlight.
But the dampness has persisted and I have been hating it—the turned up AC has meant chilly nights with eeeeever-so-slightly wet sheets, which is just a very unsettling feeling. Like, if you were staying at a hotel and the sheets were this level of barely-discernible-yet-definitely damp, you probably wouldn’t feel confident calling the front desk to complain, but you wouldn’t enjoy your night, either.
Speaking of hotel comparisons: eleven years ago I lived in an apartment without air conditioning, and I’d been planning to make it through the summer with a window fan. But one weekend was so hot and steamy that I couldn’t stand one more night in my stuffy bedroom. I hadn’t previously thought I could afford to buy an AC window unit, but in that moment, it was either buy an AC or go stay in a hotel. And I reasoned the AC unit was cheaper than a night in a hotel. So I bought an AC, and it lasted a lot longer than it took me to pay for it.
I was thinking of that experience Monday night as I observed that weeks had passed and our bedroom was no drier. Just like eleven years ago, I was tolerating discomfort. But unlike eleven years ago, I could easily afford to buy a mid-range appliance. What was I waiting for?
So I finally caved and ordered a dehumidifier. Last night was our first night with it, and it was pouring rain outside, and our bedroom was dry and warm, and I was so grateful.
And while I wish I had taken action sooner, I’m also glad I didn’t wait longer.
Love > fear,
Christina