It's raining outside, coming down loud enough to hear rapping on the window and sploshing into puddles. I've got the window open slightly, because it's too hot not to, but I don't really mind the noise
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I'm being churlish. We have evenings of 16 when one wants to put on the AC because of the stifling mug, and because the house is actually 27 from the previous days' heat.
*pats* I was doing okay with it -- I'm bred for that sort of thing, really -- but I was hoping that it might make you feel a little better that it wasn't as bad as here? *wry*
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(I realise that it isn't that bad here, but it does feel bad enough.)
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