My ideal sleep conditions involve the kind of room temperature that allows for an icicle to form on my nose. This is an unachievable dream but since Thursday we’ve had really nice, cool weather. If I leave the windows wide open and turn on the ceiling fan, I can finally get passable sleep. I conk out without any melatonin and have the most beautiful dreams about oceans glimmering in the sunshine and tropical vacations at luxurious resorts.
Unfortunately, N doesn’t share my love of subarctic temperatures. He thinks that 68°F is perishing cold and starts turning on the heating the moment we get the weather that can be qualified as anything different from bloody sweltering heat.
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Your husband is right! I keep my house temperature about 84 degrees year-round, and sleep like a baby every night.
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