How Hot Is It?

Miserably.  Wretchedly.

It is day two of a predicted series of hot, humid days and I can't begin to wrap my head around facing any more of this.  This morning I turned off the AC window unit in our bedroom so I could pad down the hall and turn on my iron.  (I needed to iron the cherries on their mylar circles so I could pull them & bring the mylar circles with me today to the store.)  By the time I finished ironing those little circles and clicked off the iron, I had sweat running down my back in little streaks.  The upstairs of our house  is always hotter than the main floor, but in weather like this it becomes ridiculous.  I went downstairs to the living room where the  little R2D2 air conditioner had been running for about a half hour - my husband is an earlier riser and thank heavens for that.   I sat there and cooled off and could not think of a thing in the world that sounded good for breakfast - including ice cream, and that is sayin' something.

I went back upstairs & flipped on the bedroom AC so I could shower and dress. On Tuesdays  I belong to my husband's store - he goes to his Rotary Club meeting and then does errands, mows the grass, etc.  I don't mind it too much, and as there is a window AC unit in here I am pretty comfortable.  On the way here, however, I was doing my morning prayers (so I pray in the car, so what....) and I got to my predictable long list of daily intentions when I felt compelled to throw them out the window and just ask for help for everyone who really suffers in this heat - the elderly, the infirm, those with no air conditioning whatsoever, those without even a fan, and especially those in crowded conditions that make an already miserable situation unbearable.  Stop for a moment and think of those poor people and offer a little prayer of your own to whatever  higher power guides your life.  Seriously.

The enlightenment I have experienced  will not, however, stop me from bitch slapping the next person I hear say, "Oh dontcha just LOVE summer?"  Seriously. The other side of this is that despite the fact I live on the coast, it's not like I can go for a swim and cool off.  The ocean water here is completely frigid - it is impossible to walk more than ankle deep in the water without experiencing shooting pains and numbness from the icy North Atlantic.  This pool of melted glaciers gives us a nice sea breeze but it would sure be swell to be able to SWIM in it before September - when, coincidentally - after heating up all summer it becomes semi-bearable.  Ha ha ha another one of God's funny jokes.  It is also  further proof that God is not a woman/ female spirit.