I have a fan in my bedroom window; it blows both in and out, on several settings. This fan makes it possible for me to avoid turning on the air conditioner most of the time.
I inherited this fan from my aunt. I like window fans, but I wondered, ‘Who needs a remote for a fan?” It seemed frivolous, a frilly add-on.
Well, the answer is, “Me.” I need a remote control for a fan.
At night, when I wake up because it has cooled considerably, I push the button to turn it off – without getting out of bed.
What I once thought was silly, I now consider genius. Funny how that is.
Sometimes the smallest things have a wonderful impact on our lives. I won’t rush to judgment next time some quirky thing I didn’t expect comes my way.