Apparently I am my own weather system. Let me clarify that -- a New England weather system.
Too hot? Wait a minute. Peel off a layer. Get a cold drink.
Oh, jeesh. Now I'm too cold.
Jeans. Shorts. Jeans. Back to shorts. Short sleeves. Sleeveless. Where's my sweatshirt?
Fan off. Tick, tick, tick. Five minutes pass. Fan on. Sweater off. Turn fan to oscillate. Now too cool. But only when the whirring fan hits me directly. Sweater back on. Sweater AND fan on.
Night. Sheets on. Kick sheets off. Windows open. Pull sheets back up WITH down-filled duvet. Fan on all night. Low. Now medium. Now high.
Welcome to my world.
Think Al Gore would want to know about this? Anybody got his number?
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Now THAT'S funny!! I bet Al just LOVES that...'fan on'off etc.etc. HEY?? wait a minute...don't you have AC?? If not maybe you could buy two window units and put one down stairs for that level then one in your bedroom....now-a-daz they can keep the place right to the degree you want. ;o)...well so far I have you buying 2 AC's and one VCR!LOL!!!BTW...why do you have to type those odd letters after you write a comment? I always wonder they are all over the web.
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