Spring seems to have sprung here in DC. People are driving around with their convertible tops down. Women in desperate need of a tan are wearing tank tops. Uncle Jed's Roadhouse, one of our favorite after-work happy hour spots, has opened up their patio.
And once again I am reminded of why I hate apartment living. Our apartment doesn't turn on the air conditioning til May. We seem to be surrounded by other people who feel the need to have their heat blasting 24/7 (Evidence of this fact: We literally never turn our heat on in the winter. Ever. Ambient heat from other people's apartments is more than enough to keep us warm.)
Blech. I hope the weather cools down slightly before May.
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