Hot Chocolate

I guess I should have turned the air conditioner on. It was a little on the hot side, but tolerable, I thought. It wasn't until my father opened a box of chocolate covered cherries that I realized my error in judgment. The chocolates were all melted.

The directions with the chocolates said not to leave them in the sun or a hot car, so I didn't. They were on top of the piano, next to an interior wall far away from any windows. I guess the directions should also have said to keep them in an air conditioned room. Maybe it didn't occur to them that anyone would allow their house to get so hot.

There are two reasons that I hate to turn the air conditioner on. One reason is that I'm cheap. The other reason is that I like all of the windows and doors wide open. I like the feeling of bringing the outdoors inside and the feel of fresh breezes. For the same reason, my house is freezing in the winter.

On the bright side, I didn't fall down today, not even once. We won't talk about the number of times I tripped.