I’m cranky. It’s been five days in a row of 90+ degree weather in Seattle, and before the rest of you in other parts of the country laugh at me, with your copious air conditioning in every house and building, just know that less than 30% of residents in Seattle have air conditioning, thus making the fairly rare heat waves we do get absolutely miserable. We’ve had to plan our meals by cooking in the early morning and eating cold meat in the evening with all of the lights out, it’s hard to sleep, and I feel like I’m wearing a parka I can’t take off, which makes me nuts. It’s too hot to contemplate a proper shower, even a cold one, and keeping cool has become it’s own full-time job. The air quality is terrible and the beating sun is relentless. I hate every second of this misery and would rather have the heat go out in the middle of December than be trapped in this hellish, sticky swamp. I managed to make it to the gym yesterday in the early morning hours, and even with the air conditioning, everyone was slick and sweaty from the insidious humidity. Fortunately, I think after tomorrow it’s supposed to wind down and go back to the normal, proper, mid-seventies Pacific Northwest summer temps. I live here because I love rain and clean, cool air, so every year when the July heat hits, it feels like an outright betrayal.
Love these eclectic posts, Kristen. And the beautiful Russian music played by Hopkins for his feline audience of one is very nice frosting to this cake!
Love these eclectic posts, Kristen. And the beautiful Russian music played by Hopkins for his feline audience of one is very nice frosting to this cake!