When I was younger, I enjoyed spending time at my Grandmother’s house.
I would spend weeks with her during the Summer plus I never got bored.
The only thing that was a bit off-putting was that I had to sleep upstairs where there wasn’t any air conditioning system during the summer. During the winter, the upstairs bedroom was the warmest room in the house. There was a immense air vent in the floor that was directly above the coal stove. All of the excess heat from the indoor coal oil furnace, came up through the air vent plus the people I was with and I had amazing heating. The bed was located right beside the air vent so the people I was with and I were never cold. During the summer, it was a completely weird thing. My Grandmother had this immense old window air conditioner that she kept in the living room. The air vents were pointed so the cool air blew directly into her bedroom. The air conditioning system completely bypassed the air vent that went upstairs plus I didn’t get any cool air. I would almost suffocate some evenings however that was when Gram would tell myself and others to come downstairs plus she would allow myself and others to sleep on the sofa. The two of us would kneel on the couch plus watch late evening alarming movies plus I would fall asleep with the air conditioning system blowing over me. I would still have my head in her lap in the day plus the people I was with and I would both wake up plus laugh. Maybe I didn’t don’t like her Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C system as much as I thought I did. Now, all I have are fun memories plus a lot of them include the heating or air conditioning system.