There are people that love a hot summer day and there are those that would take 18 degrees over 80 any day of the year. Well, maybe I’m the only one who loves weather THAT cold. But there are others who hate the heat of summer. My wooly friend, Trouble, sure doesn’t like it. And who can blame him? Imagine going out on a 90 degree day wearing that black fur coat!
Yes, here it is. My annual complaint about summer.
Since summer took July off in my neck of the woods, I thought maybe I wasn’t going to write a post complaining about summer this year. But, even after our relatively cool July, this current hot stretch makes this the 4th summer in a row of warmer-than-normal temperatures. It’s supposed to reach 87 today, 93 tomorrow and 91 on Saturday, before cooling back down to 78 on Monday. I was hoping this was summer’s swan song for the year but it looks like it’s going to heat back up again next Friday. GRRRRR.
Today it’s hot and breezy, a combination we usually don’t see in my neighborhood. We have two different heat warnings and three for fire danger. I doubt I will sleep well tonight. My neighbors don’t let things like dry weather, burn bans or fire danger warnings stop them from having fires right next to the trees on the greenbelt. And then there are those dead branches piled up under my deck. We probably should have moved those away from the house….
I really don’t have any right to complain. I have a cool place to escape the heat (my half-way underground bedroom, which always stays cool and has an AC unit to keep it even chillier) and it’s just a few days. But I don’t like it, so I’m complaining anyway. I really, really hate being hot. I hate how hot my house gets in the late afternoon and evening. I hate sandals and shorts and I miss warm, fluffy socks and jackets. I hate having to listen to the fans running all evening. I hate how hot the car is when you first get in it. How spoiled I am these days! When I was growing up, we didn’t have fans or air conditioning.
It’s funny how a couple of weeks ago, when it was still just in the upper 70’s, it seemed like summer was flying by. Now that it’s hot, it feels like it will never end.
I just counted how many weeks there are until the autumn equinox. FIVE! WAAAAHHHHHH! How can summer be so long? 😦