My husband and I are living in an dwelling temporarily, and I cannot wait to transport out. We live on the second floor, so it is not too high up which I am honestly thankful for because I am super afraid of heights. I do not honestly even love looking out the window while I am on the second floor. My husband thinks that it is hilarious, although I have trained him not to tease me about it anymore… He still cracks jokes about it every once in awhile. We bought an air conditioning about a week ago, and I was determined to install it all on my own. My husband proposed that I waited until he got home from labor because he knows how afraid of heights I am. I was going to wait, however after that I got impatient because the apartment felt honestly warm, so I carried the air conditioning to the window. I opened the window and tried to install the air conditioning. It was a little small for the window, so I tried to open up the extension part, and that is when everything went wrong. I lost my grip on the air conditioning and dropped it out the window. I watched as it shattered into many pieces in the yard below. I was so embarrassed when my husband got home, and I had to tell him the whole story. He just laughed and my associate and I made the decision to go out and bought another one. We bought the same one, and that time I did not even attempt to install it on my own. My husband and I did it together, and now my associate and I have a nice cool apartment.