Mugly
The weather is finally turning (some). Up till now it’s just been intensely difficult to stand up under. So hot, so humid, so enervating...
Now it’s still as wet as ever but not so horribly hot. Someday my prince will come and he’ll have a central AC unit on his truck. Just for that one week in July and that one week in Aug. when I just can’t bear to get into a wet bed and sleep on that wet pillow.
Labels: ennui
2 Comments:
i feel your pain. it's summer here and that means mostly sunny and 75 from july thru september with night temperatures in the hi 50s.
i don't know how long i can take it!
Achh yer killin' me. I love the weather there passionately. Even the winter and all the rain.
I should have taken over my Grandma's house in Queen Anne when I had the chance....
But then I wouldn't have re-met my sweetie so I guess I'll pay the price gladly. (or at least without killing poeple and running screaming into the night).
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