I have been sleeping with my window cracked all week. At 4:30 this morning I woke up to go the bathroom and realized I was sweating. When I woke up this morning my room was 52 degrees. I just walked my rent to the office in a t-shirt, exercise pants, and flip flops. It is 49 degrees outside. My hands were the only thing cold. Sometimes I wish people who are cold all the time could live in my body for a day or two to understand how miserable I sometimes am!
PS. I know...there are other things wrong with me, but this is the one I wanted to blog about today!
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