I'm trying not to be whiney, considering just a week ago I was crying over the fact that it was still North Face jacket and Uggs weather, but I'm having a hard time succeeding.
It's currently breaking 90 in Vancouver, which I know is nothing compared to you eastern seaboarders, but please, empathize with me.
I was playing in snow not 7 days ago.
Now, it's so hot that we've instituted siestas into our daily life.
As of one day ago.
Siestas are actually pretty nice. We open the windows, turn on our one fan, refuse to run any sort of heat emitting appliance (dishwasher, vacuum cleaner, washer/dryer,) and use as little energy as possible for 3-4 hours.
I can see why places like Mexico, Spain, and the Middle East do most of their activity late at night, instead of the afternoon! It just makes sense!
In fact, as I type this, Ian is passed out next to me on the bed, with his hands splayed out over his head. It's pretty funny. If I was cruel, I'd snap a picture and load it for you to chuckle at.
It's so hot that we're contemplating stripping our bed of sheet and comforter.
It's so hot that I skipped lunch and choose to lay still in the shadow in our bedroom.
And the 90's? We all know that is not scorching hot, but without Air Conditioning, you never get a chance to cool off.
Okay, thanks folks for sticking with my cyber whining.
It won't happen again.