My loving husband and I are not on the same page lately when it comes to the temperature.
All of the time.
Now, in all fairness, I may be experiencing Menopause, therefore, explaining my unfailing heatwaves. Also, Sergio, has experienced a health change, therefore gets chills easily.
It's freakin' 95 degrees here in Indy!
Every night I wake in a pool of sweat, and look over at my husband wrapped in covers.
He teases me that I have my personal fan blowing on me most of the night. I tease him when I wake to find him wrapped in a blanket.
I am beginning to understand the old people thing about having separate beds or even separate rooms. I am not there, nor do I plan to be. However, I can't wait to get cold in the over- air conditioned office!
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