This is a sponsored post, however all opinions are mine alone.
Recently I was gifted a miraculous object. It sits in my window and purrs, dispensing its cool contents into my dining room and filling the whole house like a balloon. Yes, the FRIGIDAIRE. My dear friend gave us an air conditioning unit that they had lying around and now I feel like I’m living in a hotel rather than a sweat lodge in North Korea. We get cranky when we’re hot.
So despite it still being in the mid 90’s with a real feel of 105, all this luxury has already got me thinking about the cooler months ahead. I want to go shopping for sweaters and jeans. I want to sit down and watch a movie with a hot tea. But mostly, dear readers, I want to sleep in my bed with the biggest, softest, coziest comforter I can find.