No pictures are needed for this scenario, just close your eyes (but keep reading) and imagine sleeping, eating and playing in a non-air conditioned house, in Durham, in July. Now you get the picture. I thought it was warm last night when we got home and checked the thermostat - 84 degrees, oh my. Hopefully, the HVAC will get repaired tomorrow as my delicate baby, son and husband are all close to melting. This type of sweatiness indoors reminds me of the house I grew up in and all the apartments I have ever rented. For me a bit of nostalgia.
Update: Monday morning house temp 89 degrees - how is it hotter inside than out?!?