Last night, I had trouble falling asleep and so I decided to turn the AC on. I figured it was pretty legit seeing as how it was 88 degrees at 11pm. And I laid on the floor until I was cool enough to crawl on top of my quilt and drift off.
Then, I left it on, knowing it was supposed to get over 90 today.
Of course, it would have been more helpful if I had noticed before 3:20 pm that in my late-night ramblings about the house, I was only turning on the FAN and not the actual cooling system.
Then it wouldn’t be 95 degrees in my house right now.
I guess the hot weather brought out the blonde in more than my hair.