It’s not a real season, but it’s real to me.
We’re officially in, holy humidity and hot, I may faint at any moment season.
And my apartment is, um, a little warm. I’d give you a temp update, but my thermometer that The Nana and The GrandPa bought me years ago, exploded. Yes, it ‘sploded…. Must have been a hot day last summer that I didn’t check it.
To remind you of my hot issues, I give you these posts… Health Issues.* and Annoyed Angel + Heat = disaster.
My life is totally awesome, really. You’re jealous right now, aren’t you???
Thankfully, after working a bunch lately, especially in the HOT AS HECK kitchen, and spending today in the HOT basement putting away our food/dry good/frozen stuff order, I have been okay.
But I know the first episode of hearing/sight going is coming soon… I don’t know HOW I know, besides that it’s hot, but it’s going to happen. Really soon. I can just feel it…
I feel like I should buy a small cooler to carry around at all times, loaded with ice so I can put it on my wrists/neck…
Here’s hoping I don’t fall over one night at work… and if I do? Co-workers? Just throw a ton of ice on me. That’s all…. NO EMS. No Ambulance. I’ll be fine. Really.
* side note… the other health issue? Heartburn/lemonade? NOT AN ISSUE anymore it seems. As long as I don’t chug a gallon of lemonade, just gotta knock it down a notch with ice and/or the frozen ice lemonade at the Dirty Bird store… And I’m pretty sure that the heartburn has been gone for nearly 2 years because I don’t have the day job I had back then. Helps that you love your job. True story.
It also helps to have phone calls from your favorite baby lady… AKA Little C… Just saying.