Is it weird to love a fan?
I'm completely smitten with the tiny Vornado - the V6. Not the medium-sized one, which sounds a lot like a tornado has busted into the bedroom – hence, I guess, the clever name. The V6 is my savior, with just the right amount of breeze, and just the perfect level of white noise. One of the many things I love that just work.
Here are just a handful of times when a Vornado can change your life:
Vacations with the in-laws who keep the house at a comfortable 80.
Visiting the in-town friends and their dizzying array of fire truck sirens and car alarms.
Visiting the wine country friends who’ve grown accustomed to the creepy sounds of silence.
Muffling a partner who snores (in a humane way). This is totally unscientific, but Mister swears that my snoring has decreased a ton since I started pointing the Vornado directly at my face when I sleep.
Hot flashes. Of course.
What about you? Do you have a tiny savior?