Last week, Ty and I splurged on a portable air conditioning unit for our bedroom. When it's 100 degrees during the day and you have windows dating back to the mid-30s, things tend to get rather hot. We don't like hot. We can't sleep hot.
Sidenote: Is it really only the beginning of June? Do we really have at least three more months of this?
After one hot night of tossing and turning, Ty was done. He'd mentioned a window unit ... I told him not to mention it again. I can't bear the thought of hanging a window unit out the back of my house. Thankfully, they have these neat little portable air conditioners that sit inside very discretely! It was something we could agree on.
We went to Lowe's the next day after work, brought home our ac unit, set it on 65 and slept like babies.
However, this has created one small problem.
I've never slept better.
I wake up each morning and it takes a while to get my bearings. I've been sleeping so hard that I can't even figure out where I am when I wake up. Or who this strange man is sleeping beside me (just kidding, Ty!). I'm all but comatose.
And the coma has been sticking with me throughout the day. I just had afternoon coffee. I never have afternoon coffee. But I wasn't going to make it through my day otherwise. The coma was setting in.
In the instance I have afternoon coffee, there are very strict rules:
- Morning coffee must come in a mug. It involves cream and Splenda. Powdered creamer is not acceptable. It's just not natural.
- Afternoon coffee must come in a small styrofoam cup (The way it is served at auto repair shops. Well, that's what it reminds me of). It can not be served with creamer or Splenda, just a small single scoop of sugar.
- I'm sleepy.
- That makes a little crazy.