I love my husband to death and I try to support him in everything that he does. This is generally easy because I am interested in the things he does and also because he is very good at these activities, not to mention because I love him to death and can’t be apart from him. These three factors put together usually make it a breeze to stand behind him 100% of the time, cheering him on in whatever task he’s performing. However, there is one place that I have a hard time being enthusiastic; the venue where he often performs his solo pieces. The thing is, while I love seeing him perform, the venue has no air conditioning. We live in a really hot and muggy environment, and the weather outside is typically quite unforgiving. It is actually a necessity to own an AC unit, and to keep it primed for action at the drop of a hat. There’s simply no way of surviving the summers without a powerful air conditioner, and every moment spent without the comfort of central cooling feels like a lifetime. Every time he plays this venue is sweatier than the last. Besides having no central cooling, there’s also no ventilation and the air feels heavy with humidity. Before we even have his instruments set up we are drenched through our shirts, and after sound check the performance lights proceed to make the indoor air even hotter. If you are lucky enough to sit near the single box fan that they employ, you have the best seat in the house.
