It was 95 degrees here in Baker today.
I’ve never lived in a home with a basement, and now I understand how incredibly important they are to the mental and physical well-being of someone living in a hot climate.
As I walk down the stairs, the air temperature drops ten degrees with every step. I would guess it was 60 degrees downstairs today, while upstairs it was 84. I didn’t even bother going outside after I saw the thermometer displaying the outside temperature.
We have a pretty nice set-up downstairs, with the big-screen tv, “Man Fridge”, and walk-in pantry. Everything is so comfortable, and during the hotter days, it makes it a nice dungeon to relax in.
….and a photo of Whitey’s favorite fridge: