So it's been averaging 95 degrees outside with enough humidity to drown a horse. It's been averaging 79 degrees in the house and that's with air conditioning. There's nothing wrong with the a/c units, my dad purposefully sets the thermostat to 79. I'm losing it. I know why Dad is doing this, he's not masochistic. He has his reasons (astronomical electric bills) and I get it. I'm just having a hard time living with it. Everytime I try to sneak the temperature down one or two degrees, Dad will check it and put it right back up where it was. He even bought locking covers for the thermostats so that "Gabe" couldn't mess with them. He hasn't used them yet...I'm sure that day is coming.
I wake up in the morning sweating. Getting dressed makes me sweat. Walking upstairs makes me sweat. I try putting on my make-up and I sweat it off faster than I can get it on. I'm living in a constant state of sweat. I don't and haven't been cooking, because let's be honest, if you were living on the edge of a volcano would you want to jump into the flames? It's starting to get to me. I'm turning into a raving lunatic! Well, more than usual. There is just something about being hot all the time that will eventually drive you mad. I think my brain has gone from a simmer to a rolling boil and needless to say, it's cooked. My temper is out of control. I had a short temper before but now it's like I wake up with teeth clenched, fists balled and ready for a fight. I pity the fool who crosses my path at the wrong time right now. The grocery store clerk who feels he is above his job and any common courtesy will never see it coming. And honestly he would derseve a taste of my wrath. If I had the means I would blow up the sun. Yeah, I'm that hot.
Now, having said that. I feel stupid for complaining because Mike has it ten times worse than me. I told him that today after winding down from my rant. He understands and doesn't fault me for complaining, but still. Stupid. It's all about perspective. Just stay outta my way until fall. :)
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When I saw the e-mail notification about this I knew it would be awesome and you did not disappoint. Hilarious. And the topic has been fresh on my mind ever since I was listening to NPR this morning and they reported the high in Iraq to be 130 degrees. What...in...the...hell?! HOW is that ok? I'm not trying to diminish your pain at all 'cause sister, I feel it. Which is how I know that in 130 degree heat I would not be ok. I would be psychotic. As it is I'm on the verge at our hot and steady 95.
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