This morning when my eyes popped open and I poked my head out from under the blanket I detected that the thermometer had sunk dramatically overnight. A quick look at the thermostat revealed that it was 61 degrees inside and I had a choice to make. I could turn on the furnace and add a little heat or I could roll over and let mother nature warm Mel. Taking the environmental high road I rolled over and saved the propane.
Since I've gotten up the thermometer has gone to work and climbed out of the basement on the way to close to 90 degrees today. Right now it's close to 80 and it's time for a walk around the park before it gets too hot.
Checking todays schedule I'm amazed to find there is nothing on the agenda, but I'm sure something will happen to aid me enjoying the good life.