My child lives down south where it is regularly hot.
It was the beginning of June, and I wanted to go visit her.
My spouse and told me he would there when I got back. He was enjoying the still cool air of our area. I was getting ready to get off the plane, when they announced the landing and it was a balmy, sunny day with temperatures in the mid-nineties and every one of us should care about our stay. My child was waiting for me, to take me home, and he was talking about swimming in his pool and having BBQ’s by the pool. I smiled, but I didn’t say anything because I hate the heat. With it being this hot, I wasn’t going to be going anywhere there wasn’t air conditioner. I had come to visit his and his family, and not to go swimming. She had our dining room all ready for me, when I arrived. His beach house was cool and I could hear the air conditioner and guess the air coming from the air vents. Every one of us got to our room, he told me he had set up a fan for me. I asked his where the air vents are and he told me to just leave the door open while I was in the day and the air conditioner would flow into the room. They had not had the Zone Control set up when they had the A/C component set up. She told me the fan would toil to keep me cool while I was sleeping. I had to admit he was right about the fan, but I had to leave the door open all night.