Getting into the hot, humid season over here (30° – 40°C / 86° – 104°F). Always seems like the sweltering weather hits us way too soon in the summer! But no, it’s nearly solstice, so here we go, irrevocably dragged through that long, sticky stretch of subtropical obnoxiousness until late September.
It’s just too damn stultifying and oppressive, but attacked by this overly-radiant nearby star, we’re more unstrung and agitated than we are strung out and somnolent. The muggy, sun-blasted season doesn’t inspire any enthusiasm in me for sundresses and barbecues. I always find it hard to get to sleep, rouse up much appetite or get motivated to do damn near anything past noon time. No one ever knows what they want to have for dinner, and I don’t feel like making anything. Some days I feel like we’re hiding out behind the air conditioning and heavy drapes, and are displacing our overall annoyance with this intractable season by watching late night videos.
We’ve just scheduled a family trip to the mountains in early August, our traditional antidote to the heat. Of course, the problem is that after a week of finally being comfortable, we have to come back to another month of heat and humidity. The drive back is outright depressing — refueling at the halfway point is like stepping into a windy blast furnace. And of course, the school year just has to start during the hottest part of the summer!
Okay, done grousing about the weather. Back to normal posting.