It sounds as if it would be perfect, as long as you never had to go outside.
And good morning. 29 here, but we have 55 predicted for this afternoon, and 60 tomorrow.
ahh... well, outside is where I want to be...moon light... cross country skis...still night air, pure magic to me. Too banged up to do long jaunts anymore.
It’s 40 degrees out with a wind chill of 36, and I’m not looking forward to standing in the cold, waiting for Robert of the Keys to come and open the door. *foosh*
The letter I wrote to my grandson yesterday had to be opened and re-printed. I woke up in the middle of the night with the awful thought that I didn’t sign the letter. So I had to sign it this morning. Then I found some typsos so I just re-did it all.
My bad.