Yes, it is Arizona. It’s also an air-conditioned building. So who can tell me why it was 84 degrees in my office at 9 a.m.? No, I don’t want to hear the babble about how it’s the contractor’s job, it’s still under warranty, or it’s the district’s job, it’s the building, not the AC that’s the problem.
I just want to know why the hell it was 84 degrees in my office at 9 a.m.
grrr. snarl. glare.
So I took a nap when I got home. 84 outside on a pretty day is grand. 84 in my tiny little windowless office is murder. So. Napped. Now sleepy, unmotivated, and generally annoyed as all hell.
But aren’t Taro and Rafe adorable? Hee, I have this urge to quit blogging so that picture will stay on the top of the page…
Add “silly as hell” to the list I am tonight. grr…