Um... BRRR!
It seems like just a short time ago when I was able to go outside and enjoy a beautiful day in the mid-70s or even a day with the temperatures spilling into the 80s. In fact, that was only one week ago. But yesterday's high in Chicago was 41... and right now it's only 39 (all temps Fahrenheit. Take THAT, rest of the world!). I suppose where this hits home the most is in my actual apartment. You see, dearest reader, my building lets its residents borrow an air conditioner unit which THEY even put in the window for you. What they don't tell you, however, is that they take the air conditioner units out on there own damn sweet time. So, while the wooden plank they set up seems to keep rain out when it rains... the wood most certainly doesn't keep the cold out. It has to be about 50 degrees in the living room, thanks to the freezing temps outside. The air conditioner won't be taken out until next week, which leaves me in an interesting situation: I could take it out myself, leaving an air conditioner INSIDE the apartment for a week; or I could man-up and fight the cold for a week. Manning up is fine for me, but Chelsey has problems with the "man" part. As such, I've constructed an interesting warm-up regiment. Since the bedroom has a door and can be closed off from the living room, that's what I do; then I turn on all the lights in the bedroom; and, finally, I put plenty of blankets on the couch and have some more on hand to put over them... and you've got a sure-fire way to fight an OPEN WINDOW to the COLD! Am I mad at my building management company? Certainly yes... as Chelse and I asked to have the AC out a couple weeks ago, when it seemed like the temps were going to get colder.
Speaking of cold, I look forward to watching Tigers playoff baseball in the freezing temps. Nothing makes me happier than seeing freezing cold baseball players. Check it out today at 4.30 Eastern.