Summer move forward and leave your heat anchored in dust...
Ugh. I had to move out to the front room and away from my desk even though I really did not want to, because the bedroom is apparently no longer designed for supporting human life. It doesn't help that 
thatrainbow decided to plug in the dehumidifier last night, which proved to be a mistake, because it makes no appreciable difference in comfort level for us, and actually generates heat.
I didn't sleep much, because it was just too damn hot. I am the person who will happily sleep under a frankly scary pile of blankets and several cats if at all possible, and even the sheet was too hot. I'm dizzy and cranky, and I think it's half dehydration and half the effort of moving my crap from one room to another. I was fine until I had to wrestle with my desk chair.
At least the animals look less like they are going to wilt and die. All three of them follow me to whatever room I'm in, and that meant they were all sprawled on the bed, melting as far as I could tell. The fact that there was a slightly cooler room completely available to them did not seem to occur even to Simba, who is least clingy and has the most fur.
The cats are now sitting on windowsills looking pleased, like it was their idea to come out here and not mine. Ace is sprawled on the comforter in the middle of the floor, because I could not convince her to abandon the bedroom without something soft to lay on out here. She is a delicate princess. She is also made of Kevlar. These two facts are not contradictory at all. :|
It can be autumn any damn time now. I was never a fan of summer anyway, and this has crossed the line from somewhat annoying to actively pissing me off. WE'RE DONE WITH YOU, SUMMER. MOVE ALONG.
thatrainbow decided to plug in the dehumidifier last night, which proved to be a mistake, because it makes no appreciable difference in comfort level for us, and actually generates heat.
I didn't sleep much, because it was just too damn hot. I am the person who will happily sleep under a frankly scary pile of blankets and several cats if at all possible, and even the sheet was too hot. I'm dizzy and cranky, and I think it's half dehydration and half the effort of moving my crap from one room to another. I was fine until I had to wrestle with my desk chair.
At least the animals look less like they are going to wilt and die. All three of them follow me to whatever room I'm in, and that meant they were all sprawled on the bed, melting as far as I could tell. The fact that there was a slightly cooler room completely available to them did not seem to occur even to Simba, who is least clingy and has the most fur.
The cats are now sitting on windowsills looking pleased, like it was their idea to come out here and not mine. Ace is sprawled on the comforter in the middle of the floor, because I could not convince her to abandon the bedroom without something soft to lay on out here. She is a delicate princess. She is also made of Kevlar. These two facts are not contradictory at all. :|
It can be autumn any damn time now. I was never a fan of summer anyway, and this has crossed the line from somewhat annoying to actively pissing me off. WE'RE DONE WITH YOU, SUMMER. MOVE ALONG.