Yuck
It is disgustingly humid right now. And I'm wondering at which point stubborn-ness becomes stupidity.
I've been doing some tidying and vacuuming today, and it is 30 degrees Celsius out there (translates to 86 Farenheit) but with the humidity, it feels like 37 (or 99).
So why haven't I turned on my air conditioning yet? Because I thought maybe having windows open at both ends of the house and the ceiling fans on would create enough movement of air.
No deal.
I better close up and get the AC going. The cats are probably doing worse than I am.
Oh, and yes. I will not be baking cupcakes until after the sun goes down.
I've been doing some tidying and vacuuming today, and it is 30 degrees Celsius out there (translates to 86 Farenheit) but with the humidity, it feels like 37 (or 99).
So why haven't I turned on my air conditioning yet? Because I thought maybe having windows open at both ends of the house and the ceiling fans on would create enough movement of air.
No deal.
I better close up and get the AC going. The cats are probably doing worse than I am.
Oh, and yes. I will not be baking cupcakes until after the sun goes down.