Mr. Sweetie is still out of town on business travel. We at home are having trouble going to sleep in his absence. I was up until 4:30 last night, unable to sleep because Mr. Sweetie is gone, and the weather was really hot and humid.
And because, Mistress of All Amateur Design Decisions had insisted on buying a stunning bed with a large headboard (last fall, when it was cool) and putting it in front of the only windows in the master bedroom--because that is the only wall without a steeply sloping ceiling--one of the hazards of an old Victorian farmhouse. Now, come hot weather, there is no place for air to enter the room, no place to put a window air conditioner, and nowhere to put a fan.
So, tonight, some things are different. The weather has cooled considerably. I have already staked out a temporary sleeping arrangement in a room with a ceiling fan.
And I have already started on the tequila. Yup--I should sleep well tonight.
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