Today I did something really bad. I turned on the forbidden air conditioner. Some of you may know that Richard hates the air conditioning. “It’s too expensive!” He says, or “It won’t stay cool!” Blah blah blah… All I know is that being greeted by a home that is stifling hot is not a way I like to end my day, and after more than a week of dealing with it I snapped. I vacuumed my way upstairs (like I do) to the thermostat and switched it on. I didn’t even think about it actually, until I realized I should make sure that all the windows were closed. Heh. It’s down to a delicious 82 degrees in here!
The best part was when Richard got home. He didn’t wilt or get bitchy like we usually do lately. In fact he became quite animated and chipper! I tried to attribute it to the AC but he denied it. Liar! With his tall tale about some sugar he ate making him hyper…
Whatever. All I know is that I am feeling cool, sipping a glass of wine, and got my feet on my foot massager under the desk. Life is good.
tagged: richard tired bitchy heat ac wilt air conditioning
