If You Can’t Stand the Heat…

It’s entirely too hot today. I know, it’s summer. It’s July. It’s supposed to be hot. I hate listening to people complain about the weather. You want to complain about snow in June or a heat wave in December, go for it. Anything else, though, is pretty much as expected. But today, I’m joining them.

It’s like a sauna out there, only, not the good kind. The kind with lots of people you don’t particularly want to talk to, much less look at in a towel. It’s the kind of day where you sweat just walking from the front door to the mailbox. Have I mentioned I hate sweating?

I know I did a few times early this morning on my walk with a friend. We took our dogs for a walk around the lake, but in order to spare them and us the oppressive heat, we left at 6:30 in the morning. It seemed like a great idea last night. When the alarm went off this morning, not so much. I love my dog, but she better appreciate that I got up at 6:15 to walk her in relative comfort, when I could have been sleeping.

And even then it was hot. Usually, I complain when my friend makes me walk up hills. I complain that I’m tired. Yeah, I’m a joy to be around early in the morning. ☺ I guess maybe it was a treat to listen to different complaining? Maybe? I probably owe her chocolate.

When I wasn’t complaining on our walk this morning, I did bring up a few items of interest, one of which was why, when we stay indoors during the winter, does it feel like we’re cooped up, but when we stay indoors during the summer, it doesn’t? Maybe it requires less planning to go outside in the summer. You don’t need to bundle up or worry about icy roads. Maybe it’s the blue sky shining through the tightly closed window—the summer robin’s egg blue, not the winter watery blue. Maybe it’s the pockets of shade that provide relief if you do venture outdoors, or the ability to jump into the water to cool off. Or it could be the longer daylight hours give me a feeling of accomplishment—even if I’m home all day, I can get a lot done.

Especially when I’m out of the house at 6:30 a.m.!