63 Degrees

That is the temperature the thermostat is set for in this space. Yes, so the air coming out of the ventilation ducts is 63 degrees. Ridiculous, I know. But the air conditioning isn't on and hasn't been on in weeks. That is because the temperature outside is 39 degrees. Chilly air blowing through cold air and he wonders why I wash clothes more now than I did in the summer. I simply need to wear more, for one thing. It is turning a fan on when the room temperature is 62 degrees (because at 63, the fan turns off. Who turns on a fan when the room is 62 degrees? (or lower away from the thermostat).

So I sleep fully clothed in sweats and have one pair here, so I'll be doing a wash every day or two as long as he chooses to save money on the heating bill. Water is cheaper than electricity and my rent pays for both, so he'll come out ahead in the long run. He'll just gripe about the water bill again this month because my hot showers will last longer too in spite of the water heater being set at a temperature that is too low to disinfect cloths. Can you turn on only hot water full blast and stand under it for a full shower and still feel chilled in your home? No wonder there is so much infection in this space. Of course there is no cleaning of any kind either, which doesn't help.

Alas, I am not a fan of chilled air blowing on me when I am not warm, so this venting was definitely due.

Venting, get it? lol.

If you read this, Eb, you really should be charging about half of what you charge for this place given the filth and lack of accommodation for sharing any part of the house. I don't cook here because the kitchen is so unsanitary. I don't even like heating up canned foods in the microwave. I'd be surprised if you find anyone who will stay as long as I did once I leave. You appear to be a very kind, gentle, quiet person and I wish you well, but you need to learn to share the space better with someone who is paying your mortgage and all the bills.

Meanwhile, the weather is outside is certainly wonderful for Jackson and anyone else who miss the northern winters and far from frigid for anyone who lives in the north (hello out there), but 39 degrees is cold for those of us who have lived in the south almost three decades (that would be me) and who moved down here because we were tired of the north winds and winter (me again). Still, a few days of this is invigorating. Now if there was just a place to warm up, it wouldn't be half bad. If it was hot out, 63 degrees coming out of the vents would still be chilly for indoors. So I sit here in 63 degree weather clothing and dance with the devil in the pale moonlight.

In less than an hour I'll be leaving fr three hours of softball practice. Yes, I am lol lam latw :)


Tonight was fun. Today was fun. Lots of rewarding writing, helping, socializing, game playing, Youtubing, Facebooking, and finally more writing. After writing much of the morning (long letter to J that turned into an even longer blog entry) and afternoon, I headed out into the world and first fixed Helen's shower and chatted with her for about two hours. She reminisced about relationships gone wrong and her pen pal which lead me to remember my recent return to pen palling so I told her about it. I don't usually talk much with Helen because she usually has a lot to say but I told her about Paper Fantasies and briefly touched on my love of letter writing and writing in general.

Then I headed to --'s party where there was fattening food so thank goodness I did not eat anything today because the bloat from last night's pig-out was still hanging around my waist. A whole lotta carbs, which made me glad I brought a protein drink. So many obese people in one place, but not everyone. Focus on the positives. It was a fun night, though Sarducci was oddly aggressive in his mockery tonight which put a damper on things for some of us. He made a few too many mocking references about my penis, suggesting it doesn't work and needs viagra and is gathering dust or something. It was uncomfortable for those who heard him and so when I called him on it he slunk into his shell of depression and left. I told him I am not sure why he is so suddenly interested in my sex life and there is no way to reject a person kindly, but he could flirt all he wants but there's n way he's getting into my pants. I don't think anybody heard me, but his fragile ego was shattered his friends noticed his change in mood. His humor is derogatory and sophomoric at best and he can't dish out what he gives, but he's not self-aware enough to realize it. I usually ignore him when he "teases" people with insulting remarks but he became more verbally confrontative and wanted a response, even asking for high fives a few times as if his teasing put-downs of me and others were funny, so he got one. It wasn't the one he wanted.

His on again off again girlfriend played moderator for a Family Feud game we played and she was slanting her judgment of answers to his team and when a couple of us pointed it out, most people tried to ignore it. She didn't read questions clearly and that was favoring his team as well. One time I didn't read for the bottle we were using because the question made no sense and then she clarified the question but the other team got to answer instead of throwing out the question and letting us have a fair chance. It's just a game, but a pet peeve of mine is when the game is not played fairly and there are different rules for different players. In three cases she awarded an answer as correct when it was not, like a tampon is a napkin because she associated sanitary napkins with tampons but the answer was napkin. When a similar generalization was needed for one of our answers, health was not accepted for depression because she associated health with only physical health and did not see mental health was health too. Double standard for her boyfriend's team in both cases. The third time she got flustered when players on the other team pointed it out. In the end we won, but for me it's not about winning and losing, it's about playing by the rules, fairness, and consistency.

We played a second game after with a different "host" and we won all three questions first round and they decided it was time to stop. I'd really rather lose in a fair game than win and have people pout. Unfortunately this is the story of this life when it comes to gaming. Everyone still said they had fun, but I've got to wonder if we are all really honest with ourselves, no less each other.

We watched some youtube videos on one of the people's channels for a while. He was a park ranger and had animal video, then we watchd intrnet funny videos and cleaned up and it was time to leave. After the party I updated Facebook pages instead of sleeping (no blanket or comforter helped) and here we are. Softball in an hour so no sleep tonight. What am I seventeen? lol lam...

All this venting of dissatisfaction was just what the doctor ordered cuz now I am resolved and ready to enjoy the day. Time to shower in the 62 degrees and and head out into the 39 degrees for softball fun on no sleep. The madness is more fun when shared, but still fun alone.

Hope your day is all warm and fuzzy fun too :)

Narf :)