We had some people come and install a new air conditioning unit in our main living area. Firstly, I awoke to them in the house. Yes. It was late. Yes hubby had told them the knock then come in the front door. Yes I had been told to expect them this week. Didn’t stop it from being the shock of my life.
Well maybe not my whole life. But a good portion of it. Especially since I had crazy hair, morning breath and, errr, no bra on when I wandered out to see who the heck was making all the noise. Pretty sure I half squealed. Pulled myself together. Crossed my arms over my chest and said Good Morning like this happens to me everyday and scurried back into my room to shower, brush my teeth and change.
But that is not what this story is about. This story is about Hubby. And the fact that currently I am sitting here, despite the cool evening in a t-shirt and 3/4 leggings. no socks even. And a rosy pink face from the heat. No sweat. Just a showing of too hot skin. Attributed, I am sure, to the fact that we are at a toasty 24+ degrees. A little too hot. I feel like I could puke.
It is hotter in here tonight than it was here today, if you factor in wind chill, I’m sure. It is off now though, thank goodness. I can feel the cool night air seeping in under the front door. Wooot. Not that I don’t love the new unit myself. It’s awesome. But really… That was too much.
Can anyone say keen!?
Suger 
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