Nothing in me likes air conditioning.
My cheapskate soul likes Not Turning on the Air Conditioning. Not even during the cheapest part of the day (night) to win the time of use game.
I like the (very) brief part of the year when we can actually have the windows open and not freeze to death. I like hearing the wind, the rain, or the birds while I'm in bed.
I like the smell of summer out the window.
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The baybee in mah tummy likes air conditioning.
Air conditioning will stay.
(I promise to stop spelling it like that. But only when I write. When I think, it will always be "baybee in mah tummy.)
And now, a word from Mr...
