Tuesday, July 6, 2010
My Climate Controlled Achilles Heel
Last night when we went to bed I had been carefully cooling our sleeping space down for a couple of hours and thinking greedily about how nice and chill it would be when we finally tucked in. Yes, and then when the time finally came, A went bustling around opening windows and merrily clicked off the happily whirring machinery that was the engine for my little ice box plan. Blast. I live with a man who is not nearly as temperature averse as I am. He's got this whole "natural seasonal temperature expectation" thing going on. Am suddenly feeling much less earthy. Dratted modern conveniences.
Posted by Carlie