Loaves of bread the resident baker baked yesterday: 99
Degrees Farenheit the outdoor temperature reached yesterday: 99
Number of times we complained about the heat before turning on the air conditioning: 99
Okay, that last one may be a slight exaggeration, but not by much. We've been trying to avoid turning on the AC for several reasons: it's costly and noisy and once we get used to it we don't want to turn it off--and besides, with the windows shut, we can't hear the birds in the morning. But the real reason is that my husband and I can't agree on where to set the thermostat: when he's comfortable, I'm putting on another sweater.
Yesterday, though, we had no trouble agreeing: with the oven on all afternoon and temperatures above 90 all day, the house was just too stinking hot. It may be the last time all summer that we'll agree about the temperature, so we'd better enjoy it while we can.
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