If you know me, even a little bit, you know how much I hate to be hot. Heat and humidity make me a very grumpy, unhappy, and sweaty person. So, I just have to share this little story about the night before last.
Our air-conditioner was broken, and I went to bed early. I was trying to sleep with the windows open, multiple fans blowing, and wearing as little as possible. It took a while, but eventually I fell into an uncomfortable sleep.
Sometime in the night, I felt the mugginess closing around me, and I yelled, “WILL YOU JUST GET OFF ME!” at my husband…
…who was downstairs at the time.
Yep, I was SO hot; I thought Brett was trying to sweat-hug me, and HE WASN’T EVEN IN THE ROOM!
Hopefully, this gives you a little insight into what living with me when I am too-hot-for-comfort is like…and now I’m sure you see why my loved ones endeavor to keep me cool!
P.S. – I slept wonderfully at Mom and Gary’s last night in their spare room. It was blissfully cool, and they even had a fan set up for me! God bless the indulgent!
P.P.S. – Sweetest thing? Seriously? This morning when I got up, I discovered Mom made a lunch for me to take to work. Say it with me, “Aww…” (I know, I know…I’m one spoiled chick!)