I’m melting. Seriously. I’m amazed that I haven’t puddled on the floor yet. It is so hot and stuff in here!
Our AC decided to go out yesterday. While I was outside sweating to death and mowing the lawn. I had planned on coming inside to cool down in the nice, 70 family room. That didn’t happen.
We’re warm blooded creatures. I like to sleep in a nice, crisp room with temps around 64 and the fan on. Last night it was 85 and balmy. If the HVAC guy can’t fix it this afternoon, we’ll be searching out other accommodations. I can’t do that again.
I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy. It’s cruel and unusual. If I wanted to sweat in my sleep, I’d move to Texas.