I want to begin this post by saying that even though I am going to complain, I am totally and completely aware of how good my life is. I’m going to whine about it being hot in my house, even though I have the ability, capacity and electricity to turn on the air conditioner. It’s not like my town has been devastated by a tornado and I can’t turn it on, I just haven’t.
With that being said: It is hot in here! Temperatures the past two days have been in the 90’s, for cryin’ out loud! (Outside. 81 in here, 87 upstairs.) It’s supposed cool down as the week goes on, so it’s kind of silly to turn it on, but holy cow.
Before I came home tonight I was debating over mowing the yard because it was too hot, but then it was so muggy in the house it really didn’t seem to be any more trouble to change clothes and sweat outside.
Anyway, yard is mowed, I am showered, and the windows are open now because it’s finally cooler outside than inside. Yay for windows that open! And yay for windows with a safety lock because I’m crazy paranoid during the night!