This is my portable, free standing, air conditioner unit that is my best friend on summer days since I work in an attic office (complete with a really cool, squeaking, wood door).
Unfortunately, it's been so hot and muggy that R2 has adopted its mistress' habits and only blows hot air. Needless to say, despite the the Fierce Grape Gataorade and chilled glasses of water that are permament fixtures on my desk during the warm months, any daytime phone calls not requiring notetaking are good excuses to seek amnesty down the ladder and into cooler quarters.
That said, although it is ten o'clock at night, and I'm far from being done with the stories I want to submit in the a.m., I've "persuaded" my oldest son to take me out for ice cream.
To quote Henry Matthews, "Ta!"
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