It is so bloody hot in this house I could die. It has been the worst summer for sticky, sweaty, humid, horrendously hot temperatures. Weeks have gone by with the temperature not making it below 20 degrees. Which means, I - of the no air conditioned house that faces West and has no trees and gets the most sun - am MELTING.
There is little I want to do when the temp gets this hot. When I can't even cool the house down at night by more than two degrees. I only want to do nothing and drink cold things. That is all. And I can't even do that comfortably.
It is hot. I can't sleep when it is like this. Thus, I am grouchy. And I want to swear at everything. Not because it helps, but because my brain has ceased to function and those are the only words I can think of. My shirt has been on me for about 10 minutes and already the neck is damp. This summer without air conditioning sucks. SUCKS. Seriously.
The worst part is - even when it is this hot, the dogs want to cuddle. With me. They all want to be touching me at all times. Vicki across my shoulders, Montel and Madison on each side, and Davy at my feet.
All I can say is that having a personal sauna had better make me lose weight. I am not sweating this hard for nothing.