Hey Reader,

I've got a bunch of tradies at my house today.

And my office is out of action, so Ollie and I have been relegated to work in the bedroom (Ollie is working hard, as you can see)

My office at our new place had no air conditioning when we bought it.

Which hasn't been an issue since we moved in at the end of autumn and have just gone through winter.

But to avoid the painful reality of working and living in a sauna this summer, I decided to have new air conditioning installed all throughout the house.

Which isn't a cheap or simple procedure, as it turns out.

As I write this, I have people crawling and bashing through the crawl space in the ceiling above me, which is an unsettling experience.

But, the thought of a cool house in the summertime is making it all worth it.

No air conditioning is a surprisingly common occurrence in the southern states of Australia.

For a place that gets so unbelievably hot in the summer, so many houses don't have air conditioning.

I remember living in a shitty old share house a few years ago.

This place was falling to pieces, and was so poorly built for the Australian climate.

During the summer, it would get so hot inside throughout the day that it wouldn't have a chance to cool down overnight, even as it cooled down outside.

So it would often be 5-10 degrees hotter inside the house than it was outside.

I remember I'd developed a strategy to get to sleep, where I'd lay there, perfectly still and tell myself that if I just sweat it out, eventually, my body would cool itself enough to fall asleep.

It was fucking horrible.

But at the time, I didn't have the money for anything better.

I remember one summer, after a particularly brutal few days, and after getting next to no work done for over a week due to the heat.

I went and spent more than I could afford on a shitty portable air conditioner.

One of the ones you stick an exhaust pipe out the window with.

And fuck me this thing was an eye sore.

And you could hear it running from down the street it was so loud.

But god it was incredible.

I slept good that summer, despite the fact that it sounded like a jet engine in my bedroom each night.

God knows how Mekealy stuck around back then...

Why am I telling you this?

I'm telling you, because life has a funny way of showing you how far you've come.

Those sweaty summer nights were four years ago.

And now, I'm paying more than 10x what I paid for that shitty jet engine to have air conditioning installed all through the house I own.

Progress is a cruel creature.

It likes to play this sadistic game of hide and seek.

Remaining all but invisible to you for years.

And for no good reason other than the fact that it likes to watch you suffer.

Then, one day, when it decides you've had enough, it'll give you everything it's been hiding from you.

So fast that you'll forget how torturous those years were.

But then you'll have moments like I am today, where something joggs your memory.

And in an instant, you'll remember how far you've come.

I didn't expect to be writing about sweaty nights and air conditioning today, but here we are.

I hope you found this valuable, or at the very least, entertaining.

See you next time,

Tom "sweaty sleeper" Noske

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