I love this weather.

I really do.

I wish it would be like this all the time. It's in the 60s most days, sometimes in the 50s. It rains off and on, and usually there are clouds, but we get a few sun breaks here and there. There's currently a cool breeze through downtown, and it's utterly pleasant.

I can wear all the clothes I like (read: sweaters, boots, long skirts, pants, occasionally coats), and I don't have to worry about unwanted sweating. Also, if you're me, you have issues with the skin on your thighs rubbing off if you walk for too long in a skirt and it's hot. I'm a delicate flower, y'all.

I hear people complaining about how we haven't had a summer, and if you like a bunch of heat and sun, I can see how that would be upsetting for you. But I do not. Look at the midwest! They're having a horrible time of it. Apparently the east coast is going to get it pretty soon, too.

Patrick and I actually bought an air conditioner a month or so ago, just in case it was going to be like that one horrible summer we had here where it was 105F. That was a nightmare. I spent most of the night lying on the living room floor naked with a fan on me and my arm in a bowl of ice water. It did not noticeably help. This was back when I lived in a 4th floor apartment and could get away with such things. I suppose I could now, but I'd have to pull the blinds.

Anyway it's nice just to have it. Because you never know. I absolutely hate trying to sleep when it's hot. Speaking of hot, the heat came on this morning! I was in the bathroom for my morning routine and noticed an airy sort of sound, so looked around and sure enough the heater had come on and was blowing up out of the floor vent. Mind you, we keep the house at 65F.

I love this place.