Fan Off, Fan On

Ceiling fan OF DOOM!

The temperature is making its way into the “can go outside without five layers of clothing” portion of the year (in Ohio that’s called road work season). We haven’t turned the AC on because the temperature isn’t oppressively hot yet. What we have done is turn on the ceiling fan in the bedroom.

Last night at bedtime David and I were presented with another example of how absurd I am:

David: “Do you want the fan off?”
Me: “No, we can leave it on.”

Then he turned off the bedside light and we settled in to sleep.

Oh, you think that’s a normal little exchange there? Just a bit of husband and wife bedtime routine?