My three year old nephew must have given me that cold that made him sick for a single day during our reunion. I feel miserable. I couldn’t sleep last night and kept wandering around the house looking for a cool spot to land. The inside of the house simply wouldn’t get as lovely and cool as the outside. I would go downstairs, open the front door, and just stand there breathing in the delightful night air. But my bedroom was like a hotbox, no circulation and a top-hat of hot air in the attic. Now that I have my new windows – which I absolutely adore for the light they let in – I can no longer fit my fan in the window where I used to put it to draw in outside air. Finally, around 3 AM, I found a tiny fan for the window and it helped. But what I really want is one of those double window fans – one that draws in, the other that pushes out – next week I’ll go searching for one. I fell asleep fitfully for a few hours, tossing and waking up all through the night. Now I’m spent after driving two hours for work today. Hoping tonight at least the temperature can be better.
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