That sums up how impressed Mr. Big Food is with my superior abilities to block the sun from shining into the house in the morning when it’s 85°F at 10am, and in the late afternoon when the heat index is 100°. A cool 76° inside and the A/C has hardly been running.
(It’s been a while since I’ve stepped into a cave but if this joint is a cave, it’s a darned nice one despite all of the crappy old stuff.)
I poked fun the other day of an article at Popular Science titled, “Cool your Home without Air Conditioning,” which wasn’t so much about cooling your home as it was about preventing it from heating up too much in the dead of summer. The ideas were mostly fine but dude got a lot of the science wrong.
Blah blah blah. Yes I am just sitting here cooling off having just come in from doing garden chores.
Up next, laundry. Which reminds me! Miss M and I had an interesting text conversation about ironing the other day.
It is drudge work Monday, if you’ve forgotten.