Summer Solstice

It turns out yesterday was the Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year.  Ignoring the obvious reference from The House of Yes (“Not as long as yesterday, yesterday was twenty-four hours!”), I’d like to take a quick moment to focus on what this means to us.

As Adrian Cronauer wisely observed, “It’s hot! Damn hot! Real hot! Hottest things is my shorts. I could cook things in it. A little crotch pot cooking… It’s damn hot! It’s so damn hot, I saw little guys, their orange robes burst into flames. It’s that hot!”

I think that sums it up pretty nicely.

To celebrate the Solstice (a day late, but that’s okay) we’re going out this evening to shop for ceiling fans.  I’ve lived through two summers here, and in both cases I stayed perpetually annoyed that the AC ran nonstop all afternoon and into the early evening, trying to keep the house at a comfortable temperature… And we’ve got prewired spots for ceiling fans, with separate switches for the light and fan components, in the bedroom, office, and living room.

So why have I lived here for two and a half years with no ceiling fans? Because I was too lazy to do anything about it.

Soon, we’ll have better lighting and better climate control in all three rooms. Three cheers for taking action to solve problems!

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