Wednesday Science

I finally weighed the water collected from the dehumidifier! You will not believe how long it has been on my list of things to do. Yes, it made the list. The thing is, the dehumidifier's container fills every few days and when its full an obnoxious "beep beep" noise ensues until you empty the water container. So of course the beep beep drives me rabid. I always rush to dump out the water just to pacify the beeping gods, and then think, "Cono! I wanted to weigh that water first!" Too late. Too beeping late.

Drives me rabid? That may be exaggeration. It annoys me a touch.

So why would I want to weigh water? Good question. It is a small accomplishable task. And I tend to have a habit of adding extremely trivial tasks like this one to my to-do list. I do this so that when the more important (always more mundane) things don't get done, I can feel better seeing the other lines boldly crossed out and think, "Well thank God someone q-tip cleaned the keyboard!" These tasks make you feel good when they are marked off. They are a confidence safety net.

The other reason I wanted to weigh the water is because it is like a mini science experiment. (Weighing water is science right? What if I call it H2O? And if I ask myself "Wanna hypothesis how much it weighs?") Because I do those things. And I call it science. And I won at a science fair in 6th grade so I know.*

If you are still reading, I am so very grateful!! Was reading my blog a trivial task on your to-do list?! I hope so. Tell those other boring things they can wait for some Monday or whatever. Now back to my meanigful, scientific task.

Those reasons before were hogwash. The real one is that I weighed the water to justify my complaints about the humidity in Galicia. Oh the humidity. Its been raining for the past month. Month. That is a lot of rain. The biggest problem for me and the humid weather is trying to dry my clothes. I hang them up to dry, but they take days and days. I then end up re-washing clothes to take out the incumbent mildewy smell but it still lurks. Finally I just resort to wearing weird clothes that are clean and dry. Purple jeans + arkansas t-shirt, yes, done, beautiful, outfit destroyer. Its just too humid to dry clothes. Even with the dehumidifier. This has been the first time in my life to use one of these apparati. That means it takes out the water. (The dehumidifier, not the word apparati. That's just apparatus plural.) I didn't even know dehumidifiers existed to be honest. In Oklahoma we fill the air with water. And on top of that dryers exist there. Like they are even necessary, clothes would dry in less than 24 hours with that dry, crusty climate! What fucking paradise those Oklahomans have.


So that's the reason why I weighed the water. It's now time to hypothesis how many kilos of water my apparatus collected! Go ahead, just hypothesis!
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6.4 KILOS!!!!!  Oh what's a kilo you ask? It took me a while to figure out how much exactly but it's a bit more than double a pound. So yes, this is like 14 lbs. Of water. Sucked from the air. And collected in my apparatus. For me to weigh. On my kilo scale.

And I know what you're thinking. My dehumidifier is a bad ass. And it's true. It magically steals water from the air desperately trying to give me my normal jeans in a dry, clean state. I appreciate that little machine. That's why I decided to rename it to "the humidity-defy-er."
I sure hope a child with dyslexia didn't already beat me to this wordplay. (Aka Camille's worst fear).

And here's the humidity-defy-er, defying humidity:

And that's all. Time for bed.
XOXO COCO



*Winning a science experiment in 6th grade deludes one into thinking they have a proclivity for science. It should probably be noted though that in my case, I went to a tiny, Catholic elementary school with a class size of 12 and I entered two experiments that year because I couldn't decide how I wanted to decorate my board. I would say I had pretty good odds of winning. But I'm not a mathmetician. I'm a scientist.