I grew up in San Francisco, so I operate best in a moderate climate. Something that ranges from a pleasant 45 degrees to a pleasant 75 degrees.

Every place I've ever lived has also been relatively mild so I never quite realized that I am a sweater. If it is more than 85 degrees and more than 1% humidity, my body responds by sweating a lot. It's quite charming. People move away from me on the subway.

Yesterday, it was 91 degrees and one million percent humidity. I came this close ("") to buying one of those personal cooling units- you know, those plastic fans you wear as a necklace. They make them now in gold, with swarovski crystals running up the side of the fan, spelling the word, "loser." (I'm kidding).

It has been this hot for several days now. My other coping mechanism, aside from sweating a lot, is complaining a lot. That is also charming, as I'm sure Oliver would tell you.

But yesterday, when I came home, I found an a/c unit freshly installed in the bedroom (thanks Oliver and Rich!!). I was actually a little cold last night - I love it. Now, at 11:30am, it is a refreshing 60 degrees in the bedroom. I'm practically shivering.

Weather.com says it will be 10 million degrees today with a billion percent humidity.

I am never leaving my bedroom again.