Eating My Words

I've posted no less than three times about my dislike of ceiling fans. Well, specifically how much I hated the three ugly ceilings fans that were caked in dust and covered in grime that were in all three bedrooms when we bought our house.
They were some of the first things to go. We replaced them with new lights that we loved...

But OMG if it isn't hotter than Hades around here then I don't know what is!! And the table-top fan we used all last summer just isn't cutting it this year. Someone claims I'm hogging the breeze. And maybe the problem is we still have a file cabinet, which still needs a home downstairs, partially blocking the a/c duct in our bedroom. But today I threw in the towel and I'm eating my words.

I want a ceiling fan. There. You win, ceiling fan lovers!
Of course the two I bought to choose from (there were so many on the ceiling I couldn't get a good look at either display model) are waaaaay more modern than the beauties we had before. Maybe I'll learn to tolerate love them.

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