About six months ago, I rented a storage unit downtown and put a lot of closet-storage stuff in there… because I was moving in with Carolyn, into our studio apartment, and I wouldn’t be having a closet. At the time, to make our lives easier, I offered to move some of her things in as well. This included her A/C unit. She has a portable floor unit because one of her last apartments couldn’t have a window A/C, which sucks for daily summertime living in a tiny apartment (*BUMP* *KICK* *TRIP*) but makes the moving & setup process easier than with a window unit.
This year we plug it in, and we find that it’s constantly leaking everywhere. Didn’t think this was a big deal… I put an old t-shirt in front of it to sop up some of it. Except I underestimated the unit’s power, and that t-shirt was of little use in hot weather. WATER EVERYWHERE. It gushes as if it were connected to the sink. Ruined an underbed storage box, soaked our stored bedsheets, and came close to causing serious damage otherwise.
So I look at the unit and find a hose outlet at the back. It’s literally pouring water out. Funny, I don’t remember having a hose hookup on her A/C. I find the manual — in 2010, you don’t need to stumble for it because you can just Google the make/model and read a PDF — and I find that the hose attachment is optional. If you want to plug in an exhaust hose, you just remove the rubber plug and connect it.
Back in November, I found a small rubber plug in the storage unit on the floor. Had no idea what it was for. Most people would have tossed it.
I am completely anal retentive and obsessed about such things, though, and I anguished about finding the source of that plug. Hence the item that would stop the A/C from leaking everywhere was sitting on my dresser the whole time.
Plug’s in, floor’s dry, and finding the source of only one of many misplaced items or memories is not going to bring me any peace. Blargh.