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When I get home, I hug and kiss my wife and kids, and go change into shorts and a t-shirt in the summer, or jeans, slippers, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt in the winter. By then, my wife has finished up making dinner (she rocks!) so we all sit down to eat.
Sometimes in the summer, I stand in front of the fan in our room while I'm changing, to cool off from the long hot walk home from the Metro in the humid D.C. area. That's in addition to the air conditioning.
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