It has all of a sudden become really chilly in New York and you just don’t dare leave home without a scarf and jacket anymore. In our previous apartment we had built-in/central airconditioning units, but in the new place, we had to buy window units. I hadn’t really ever thought too much about owning or installing these units before moving to New York, but here you spot them all over the show, hanging with their metallic butts out countless windows all over the show. The problem with these units are that during winter you tend to get a nippy draft that blows through their vents, so people traditionally remove them during winter and store them until the heat of summer is back.
We have a unit each in the bedroom and living room and they fill up quite a substantial portion of the window, so I figured it was just about time to remove ours – particularly in the living room. John had to meet a friend this morning so I thought I’d spruce up the place a bit while he was out and figured that it really couldn’t be that hard to remove the aircon unit. After all – if you unscrew the bits that hold it in place and remove the silicon around it, it should just lift off the window ledge and onto the floor, right? Well, I also thought so.
I used the electric drill to unscrew everything and ruined a nail or two in the silicon-removal process. After about 40 minutes of careful unscrewing and silicon-picking, I was ready to hoist the unit off the window, but the damn window keeping it in place just wouldn’t budge. (Just to clarify, my idea was to lift the window up about one inch – just enough to wiggle the unit towards me and then lift it onto the floor inside our apartment.) I pushed and nudged and pulled and pushed some more, but this window was so stuck that I really had to get my weight into it and as I gave it one hard puuuuuush, it came lose and opened all the way.
Oops.
The aircon unit’s heavy metal butt followed the law of gravity and went the only way a heavy-bound metal object can go – down. In slow motion I saw it all happening – the plug pulling out of the wall, my hair flying in the cold breeze coming in through the wide open window, my hand grasping-grasping for something, anything, to hold on to, my eyes wide in shock and surprise! And the next second…BAM. It landed 5 meters down below with a thump – pieces flying everywhere. Eish. After checking that no one got hurt (or our downstairs neighbor’s dog killed!) my next immediate concern was the fact that I was hardly dressed to meet anyone to talk about my big blonde moment. I ran into our bedroom, pulled of my polka dot Marimekko PJs and pulled on last night’s jeans and t-shirt while people started yelling outside – ‘Is everyone okay?’ / ‘What happened?’ / ‘Is she okay?’. I crept back to the open window, stuck my head out and said in my smallest voice, ‘It’s me…I did it!’ Long story short, we are one airconditioning unit short and I am lucky to have six cold months ahead of me in which to save some $’s to buy a new unit with. That damn unit was noisy anyways!