Kill the lights in the middle of the road

No word metrics today, mostly because they're too shameful to mention. Yes, even when combined with yesterday's tally. We've had a lot going on over here at Chez Rosebury, and I just haven't been able to sit down and be productive like I want to; but come Monday, things should settle back down. Temporarily, at least.

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The other night, we had some friends over - and a whole lot of scotch, rum, and everything else went straight down the merry old hatch. Jesus, we just about cleaned out the cabinet, I swear; but a wonderful time was had by all. I'm always happy to see those hooligans, even though yesterday was a lost cause and I had to take a Mulligan.

Seriously, it was the first time I've been truly hungover in ages, and I spent half the day napping, and the other half wishing I was napping. I also spent it hungry, but unable to consider eating anything. At my age, you'd think I'd know better.

Oh well. Today, everything's all right again.

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Actually, everything's better than all right: we got our new HVAC installed! The guys have been gone less than an hour, and it feels amazing in here; the new unit is vastly more efficient (and significantly more powerful) than our old one, which was installed in 1987 with none too much precision or grace.

I wasn't kidding about the old unit shooting rusty panels and squirrel nests all over the yard; and besides that, I should've mentioned that it ran almost 24/7, but we still struggled to keep the place under 80 degrees ... with a power bill closing in on $300 a month. The poor thing performed with all the noise and efficiency of a birdcage shagging a lawn mower. It needed to go.

So it's gone.

When the HVAC guys came inside to check the new system, I was dumbfounded. I had no idea they'd gotten it running, because I couldn't hear a thing. The old unit started up like a hammer in a blender; this one hums like a hybrid car.

In just this last hour, the temperature has sunk a few blessed degrees - and the humidity level has dropped fully 20%. I know this, for our spiffy new thermostat tells me so. And it is very spiffy. Like, control it with your iPhone spiffy. Not that I will ever successfully figure out how to do that, mind you.

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Anyway. It's been a day full of pet-wrangling and trying to stay out from underfoot as the guys came and went - sealing things, replacing things, cleaning things, sorting things out, turning breakers off and on, etc. etc. etc. They were all very dog-friendly, much to Greyson's glee, but the gaping holes in the wall and floor where the registers had been removed ... were not particularly cat-friendly. All the disruption (plus the soaring temperatures in here before they got the new unit installed) hasn't been very work-friendly, either.

So instead of metrics, you get a rambling post that's mostly about my new HVAC, because it's the only exciting thing in my life right now.

Holy shit, you guys. I think I need a sweater!