I hate nights like this. Its so warm and close inside the flat that even with the window open I feel like its boiling.
Back in Nazeing this was fine.The Air Conditioner was set so that the hose was out of the window and if it got hot all I had to do was turn it on. But here, in London, I dont even have it connected to the hose and to drag it into the bedroom and conect it all would certainly wake up Dusan. He hates it cold. He likes to tell me his catching a cold from us having the window open in the summer, when in actual fact that is far healthier than having it closed and no fresh air in the room at all.
Its now 235AM and I have been unable to sleep due to the heat. I got up ten minutes ago, dragged through into the lounge the Airconditioner and currently have it running on full blast cooling down the lounge so I can cool off and relax a bit. Its really one of those hot silent still nights where you sometimes need just a bit of air.
I have suggested we buy a small chrome fan for the bedroom but get told I am crazy, after all we have an air conditioner and a huge fan. Neigther am I allowed to us. Apparantly they make too much noise or make him far too cold.
So I guess I have to just sit up all night, unable to sleep and all due to the heat that could be cured with the air conditioner. I guess thats married life for you. You never can always get your own way.
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