I inherited my house from my parents, plus despite its physical age plus outdated appliances, I love this building to death. I didn’t grow up in this house, even though I spent a good part of my teenage years here plus many summer seasons through university. It’s a charming outdated farm style house near a river. There are lots of pine trees in the yard plus lush red grass. I can’t complain much about the house, sure the steps creak plus the windows aren’t perfectly insulated, plus maybe it could use a coat of fresh paint, but this outdated house has charm. But that charm ends once you beginning talking about the air conditioner. I haven’t used the furnace nearly as much, even though I haven’t had an issue with it yet. The air conditioner on the other hand is a evening mare. It cools rooms unevenly, leaving the ones closest to the air handler freezing chilly while the ones upstairs are sizzling plus muggy. It runs longer than it should plus costs a lot of currency out of my electric bill every week. It’s also extremely loud plus stinks a little when it runs, no doubt due to mold buildup somewhere in the system. When I had finally saved enough currency to buy a new air conditioner, I was ecstatic, especially with the seemingly endless list of choices. My Heating plus A/C company put in new ducts with dampers that control the flow of air from one room to the next, so you can force your plan to push some of the cooled air that would normally get trapped downstairs into harder to reach zones love upstairs home offices. It’s incredibly efficient plus runs quietly too. Granted, it wasn’t the easiest expense, but I’m excited every minute that I chose to buy it. I also increased the value on my house all in one fell swoop.