Too hot to be clever. My brain is melting.
Yesterday we went to the cottage. We melted there, too. Went swimming. Went boating. Drank beer from a keg. Ate ice cream sandwiches. Played with cousins. Sweat.
Then we came home to sleep in air conditioning. Ha! Jokes on me, the A/C was broken. I opened up the windows, turned on all the fans and tried to stay comfortable. All night was horrible, just laying in bed made me sweat. Otis woke up and was drenched. He spent the night in my room and then proceeded to wake up all cheerful and ready to go at 4:30am. Again. So we went outside and spent a lovely morning with our new neighbor friends while waiting for the repairman to come.
Then I found a magical light switch that manually turns on and off the air conditioning. It's about two feet off the floor, perfect for a little man to turn on and off. Mainly, off. Air conditioning not broken, just turned off! Relief that I didn't have to shell out hundreds of dollars to get ours fixed, pissed that it was a simple fix I could've done LAST NIGHT. Lesson learned!
The house was up to 96 degrees, it's taken a few hours but it's finally down to 80, which seems like the Arctic compared to what it had been! Screw this heat, I'm done with it!