Four days ago, it was 92 degrees here. It is currently a blistering 55. I wanted fall to come. I really did. But I did not want to have to go directly from air conditioning to layer upon layer of wool to keep warm. I have not turned on my heat yet. I only turned the AC off 3 days ago. But it is sooo ccccoooold in here. I just made an afternoon pot of coffee (a rarity around my house). I have baked two days in a row. The baked goods do make the house smell nice, but all the homemade goodness will put me in danger of outgrowing my only two pairs of jeans. I outgrew two others this summer already.
I just want to curl up in front of a fire. But we don't even have a fireplace to keep us warm. *sob*
4:30 p.m. update:
I gave in and turned on the heat. It's supposed to be 38 degrees tonight. With that sort of chill outside, I'd freeze my bazangas off before daybreak. Not to mention the boy who seems to be allergic to blankets.
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Brrrrr! I am shivering in sympathy!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad we have a month or two before we face that: we have no heat in our bedroom. If the temps drop to freezing, the Hairy One and I sleep in the guest room.
Stay warm!
It hasn't been thaty cold here yet - low 70s during the day and low 50s at night - but my DH is such a wimp when it comes to cold. He would have had the heat on already if I hadn't b^&%ed at him to put a sweater on.
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