Sweaty Betty

Since it's late November, I don't really feel the need to turn on the air conditioning. After all, we have ceiling fans to keep the air circulating in here-- certainly it can't be so hot right now that we need to spend money cooling the place down, right?

Wrong.

I ran some errands today-- and left the windows open to keep it cool in here. And when I returned, it was.... drumroll please... 88 degrees in here! And poor Zoe is stuck wearing a fur coat 24-7.

As my old roommate Darren used to say, "I'm sweating like a whore on Nickel Night."