Nasty humidity; I want my AC
I admit it. After weeks of blessed fresh air and breezes through the house, Wednesday's summer-like humidity got to me. Tonight, I switched on the AC.
I know. I know. We were saving a bundle having the AC off for weeks on end, through what's been mostly a delightful September. And we might have lasted until Nov. 1 without turning on the AC or the heat and handing over our paychecks again to BGE.
But trust me. By the time I got home tonight, the temperature upstairs was 81 degrees, with a relative humidity of 88 percent. My wife was, um, glowing. The stuff in the fridge was sweating. All the windows were open and it provided no relief at all. The humidity had been even higher Tuesday night - as much as 99 percent on the WeatherDeck.
So I caved. I kicked on the new Bryant. Now there's a cool, dry breeze in the house, stirred by fans. And all is well. May even throw on a blanket tonight.
This weakness of mine should only last a day. Temperatures by Friday and Saturday will be cool, near 70 or even lower. And dry. We'll open up again and breathe freely once more.
So how long can you hold out this autumn before you turn on the heat?