Even though it is June, we still haven't had many days that have been hot enough (and for several days in a row) that would necessitate running a ceiling fan. Generally, as a rule of thumb, our ceiling fans turn on around the end of May and stay on until mid-September.
(Don't even get me started on the weather right now. Although today was nice, it was the first day in about 4 days that you could be out with out a jacket on.)
(As you all know, I have strong feelings about what makes summer a happy place, and the coolish weather isn't one of those things)
(This could be a whole other blog in itself).
So it's June, and this June will be our fourth June in our house. Four summers. Four times to really get to know what rooms feel like at different times of the day, how hot they get, and how long they retain the heat. Thankfully, the majority of the living space in our home is in the North facing rooms. There are two rooms though, Scott's office and Paxton's bedroom, that have windows facing South. You don't have to be a genius to realize that what I am trying to say is that those rooms COOK. Add that to the fact that Scott also has 2 computers running as well as a printer, and his office is like a pressure cooker.
There have been times I have come to ask him something, opened the door and was practically knocked over by the heat, the smell of sweat, a little steam (think steam room), and a hubby that looks like he is on the verge of death because he is on a conference call and needs the door and window shut in order to keep the call quiet.
The only thing I have to say about that is; the call is going to get really quiet when hubby passes out and dies.
Still, no ceiling fan. In either rooms.
Today, Scott said to me, "This year, I am going to get a ceiling fan installed in both my office and Pax's bedroom." Since I have heard this line for 3 summers in a row, I am not too overly confident that this plan will come to fruition.
So off to the home improvement stores we go to look at ceiling fans. We've done this every year for THREE YEARS. This year was no different, we left empty handed with a promise to come back later in the week to pick up the one we want and get all the supplies needed to install.
Then it will be too hot to be in the attic.
Then it will be fall and we won't need one.
And we will come full circle once again.
For Pax's sake, I hope we go back and get the fan latter in the week. That poor little dude doesn't deserve this type of torture. He's even said he thinks he's getting a fan for his room as a reward for being a big boy and using the potty.
Plus, the kids can hardly wait to go back to the stores so they can go to "time out".
I sent The Girl to Time Out at one of the stores tonight just shortly before she and the Little Man nearly tore apart the entire ceiling fan display. I placed her on the only thing I could find where she would be somewhat secluded and wouldn't complain about being uncomfortable while she sat there until we left. She was on the bottom shelf in the ceiling fan aisle between two lovely 52 inch models.
Apparently, that is great fun because when we went to the next store they both asked if they could get sent to Time Out there too. When I said if they weren't behaving, I would make sure they had a Time Out they both looked at each other and said, "YES!"
My parenting skills are supreme.
So you see, we actually might have to go back and get a ceiling fan. Little Man is expecting his reward for turning into a big boy, and both kids can hardly wait to go back to Time Out.
This could be our year!
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