It's hot. It's over 90 degrees and humid. Not fun. Complicating the problem: the air circulation in our townhouse sucks. Right now the downstairs is ice cold and the third floor playroom is sweltering. I happen to be there right now, typing as the kids play and watch PBS. It's got to be 85 up here.
T invested in some fans last week. We put one in the window of the boys' room and also put an oscillating fan in there. Our room is fairly comfortable thankfully. The boys are fascinated by the fans and think they are positioned more for their amusement than for an actual need. So, the fans are going constantly, and the air conditioner is humming along at high speed. It's going to be an expensive electric bill.
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A good high school friend visited this weekend for the night. We had a few drinks at home, a few at the restaurant, and a couple at the bar we went to afterward. I do that about once every year or two. And then I am reminded why I avoid it.
--MM
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