[umgud]

I loathe hot weather, and I cherish air conditioning and have, in the depths of a humid over one hundred degree summer afternoon, asked God to bless the person or persons who invented it.

I've reached a point in my life where I can afford to keep my home like a meat locker. I have no guilt either.

[Undecided 2012]

my son has it at 67, he has high bp and sweats easily. Me I’m in a sweatshirt

[LostInBayport]

I've reached a point in my life where I can afford to keep my home like a meat locker. I have no guilt either.

Kindred spirits, my FRiend!

(sorry if I missed the sarcasm in your post)