The air conditioner got turned on at casa del Wallace. I am always a little bit sad when this day rolls around. I love the smell of a house with windows open. My cat likes it too. I like the sounds that enter. The wind outside, the birds singing. Yes, please. But, when we walked inside at the aforementioned 5:46 PM and our thermostat was reading the following:
We knew it was time. The time to turn the AC on. Boo. Here’s how our Abi coped.
Is that not the sassiest look you’ve ever seen?! Oh, Abi – we love you so so much!