Oh yes, another How Hot It Is post! My house is really hot and I don't care. I'd rather wake up in a slick of perspiration than tolerate the rattling throes of our hideous window unit--and while Brian is away, I can do just that. I don't dare force any of our stubborn doors into their frames for fear that they will not open until late October. There's no convenient drain for my dehumidifiers downstairs, so I am emptying their 5-quart reservoirs twice a day. Minor inconveniences, all. I prefer heat to cold any day.