It's boring to talk about the weather but it's so all encompassing right now that it's difficult NOT to talk about it. This heat is too intense and relentless. I don't care what people say about the "dry heat isn't as bad as the humidity" because right now that's a load of crap. This heat is really, really awful. My little cement duplex absorbs the heat and holds it like a trophy. The house does not cool down. When I came home from work on Saturday it was 86 in the house. I tossed the dogs in the car, went to dinner at a friends where it was also 86 in the house (no AC). When I returned to my place at 8:00 it was 92 in my house. I kid you not. I got into the shower with all my clothes on, turned on the cold water and stood there until I was soaked. It was miserable all night long. In the morning, at 6:00 a.m. the temp had fallen to 86. Wow.
Same thing on Sunday. Same thing on Monday. Today I am spending the night in Pt. Reyes because I am working there for the next several days. It will be at least ten degrees cooler there and the nights will be nicer as well.
There is a small window AC unit being delivered this week and I will figure out how to install it in my front window. It won't help the bedroom but that's fine. Worse case I will sleep in the living room, on the floor, AC and fans running.
Yes, whining about the heat is a stupid act. I have a house, water, electricity, a toilet that flushes, all that stuff, I am lucky in many ways. However, this heat exhausts me. It feels like being wrapped in hot plastic most of the time. I go to sleep in a wet tank top with a fan aimed at the bed. I, for one, miss the winter rains, the need for blankets, the joy in turning on the oven. I have not cooked anything in a week and my love of salad has waned because it's too hot to rip lettuce into pieces. My dinners consist of crackers and cheese, sometimes augmented with Beer-Nuts. It's too hot to even fry an egg. I eat a lot of apples and drink a lot of French rose wine. At least that part is pleasant.
OK, thanks for listening. Time for another cold shower.
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