Wasn't it me that was complaining about the cold not long ago?
It's 90 F here today and it's very humid. I thought I could tough it out for a while before turning on the air conditioning. I can take the heat, but the humidity is wilting me. There is no breeze and the ceiling fans aren't keep up.
I'm melting.
My allergies are getting stirred up with the cotton wood trees shedding a bit. The guy across the road is stirring up his dirt and that definitely doesn't help my tender throat.
I surrender.
I've asked my husband to put the air conditioner back in the window. We had such a big fight when he took it out. Maybe I will just close my eyes and go outside and play with the kitties while he does everything exactly backwards to my way of thinking. We definitely don't share the same logic where this is concerned. I'll step out of the way and let him do it how he wants to. If I'm lucky, I'll keep all my blood sugar down that way.
I hate being robbed by the electric company, but I hate seeing my books and paperwork curling up and getting ruined due to the humidity a little more.
Maybe I'll have a/c in an hour or two.
Do you have your air conditioning turned on yet?
CW
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