12 July 2009
Hate being hot
The weather is finally summertime here in Ohio, and while I spend time in the winter bitching about the abysmal cold weather, I don't care for the heat, either.
I don't like to sweat. And I don't like to stink. But they go hand in hand as soon as the weather warms up.
I woke up last night soaked to the skin with sweat. Why, you ask, did that happen in my air conditioned house? Because the upstairs gets warm, and we run fans to cool it off. The fans annoy my DH, and he turns them off because he doesn't like the noise.
Ask me if I was happy when I woke up in the middle of the night, sweating. Go on. Ask.