It’s 96 degrees right now, after three days in a row over 100, and you know? 96 doesn’t feel better. Tomorrow should. I hope. In the meantime, this whole no central AC in Oregon thing is a PROBLEM. John is in Salem for a gig tonight, outside, probably no shade, so he’s got it worse than I do, but that’s not going to stop me from complaining. My problems are still real! This constant sheen of sweat is pretty darn gross.
I’m going to beat it as best I can. I’m inside with a big box fan pointed right at me (and NOT pulling hot outside air in). My laptop is on the coffee table streaming tonight’s Olympic track and field events so I can see the 5000m final live (yes, I moved my massage appointment – priorities!), I’ll be ordering food soon, and I have chilled white wine waiting for me. I’m not sure why I haven’t opened it yet, actually. Let me fix that.
Better. And I’m chilling my wine chiller so I can just leave the bottle out next to me. Let’s face it – John won’t be home for HOURS, and I plan to read and watch the Olympics all evening.
momma betty
Sounds like a perfect way to beat the heat.
Zannah
More like endure the heat, I guess.