I labored six hours on Labor Day, which is pretty much the opposite of how I should have been spending my time.
It happens.
Like the weather.
Last night it was so chilly that I had to close my window and add a blanket to my bed for the first time in months. Tonight I'm combatting the heat by wrapping an ice pack around my neck. The week is only supposed to get worse from here, with temperatures escalating to 97° by Thursday. I don't know why, but this year I am really ready for summer to be over. I just don't want to spend any more days sweating it out in temperatures like this.
Until the snow comes, of course. I'm sure then I'll have a different attitude entirely.
Now let's see if I can manage to get a couple hours sleep while it's still a holiday, shall we?
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Even in the coldest nights of winter, I rarely wish for summer. Of course, here in Hell, where 97 seems like a cold snap (and the high single digits the lowest it gets in Winter), that is fairly normal.
It poured all day here yesterday, so I did some work, too. I think it’s what the Labor Day gods would’ve wanted.
It was 100 degrees here the other day, and now it’s 64. For the high.
I’m not totally complaining, but I am a little whiny about it.
Plus, this kind of weather makes me want to sleep all day.
Send the heat here. Temps turned much cooler in the mornings this weekend.