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It was hot, H-O-T, hot here in KS this weekend. And the coming week promises nothing but MORE hot, humid, and nasty weather for your sweating enjoyment. We’re talking over 100°F (in the shade!) at the old casa today. Ugh. We spent all day in the air conditioning today.
Last night we were forced to sleep in the basement. See, we are having another round of home repairs being perpetrated on our house. And the siding all along the northwest side is ripped off. The head of our bed sits along the northwest wall and without that siding, it is near impossible to cool the room. A ceiling fan, two oscillating fans, and air conditioning providing optimal air rotation could not cool the room. I moved the digital cable box out of our TV armoire in the bedroom, down to the living room. Can’t stand to watch HBO in the heat, you know.
My best friend at work found out fabulously good news last Friday! She finally passed a particular actuarial exam that has been the bane of her existence for the past few years. I think the key to her success this time was the fact that she no longer loses 2+ hours a day in commute time AND she has a more supportive network of peeps encouraging her! I want to tell her that I’m so very proud of her, but every time I try to work out how exactly to say it, it comes out sounding condescending, as if she were my subordinate, and really, she’s above me at work on the corporate pecking ladder. Anyway, YEAH for her!!!!!!
I feel like yet another weekend has gone by, and I missed it. As Ferris Bueller says, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it.” Spending all weekend inside, hiding from the oppressive heat, and you miss things. I could be outside right now, baying at the moon like a lovesick coyote, but it’s just too durn hot… I’d start to howl, but would just end up panting and looking for a cool puddle to lap up. The moon is pretty cool looking tonight though. It reflects a pale yellow blob in the shimmery black Tahitian pearl glow of the water in the kiddie pool in our back yard.
I should have spent the weekend writing, since I was cooped up inside anyway. Why didn’t I? (smacks forehead) oh yeah, I have a 22 month old who wants to sit in my lap and go to Playhouse Disneyor kneebouncers or PBS Kids whenever she sees me at the PC. So I’m writing after midnight, again. Writing, or the lack thereof, is an important touchstone in my life. When I’m not writing, I’m usually not doing all that well, emotionally and mentally. Then I bounce in with a flurry of work, get my self dredged up out of the doldrums. Once that’s achieved, I frequently end up over committed to projects and to-do lists and eventually slip back down the slippery slope of feeling inadequate to accomplish all my little goals. It’s a really sucky cycle that I desperately need to break.
Last night we were forced to sleep in the basement. See, we are having another round of home repairs being perpetrated on our house. And the siding all along the northwest side is ripped off. The head of our bed sits along the northwest wall and without that siding, it is near impossible to cool the room. A ceiling fan, two oscillating fans, and air conditioning providing optimal air rotation could not cool the room. I moved the digital cable box out of our TV armoire in the bedroom, down to the living room. Can’t stand to watch HBO in the heat, you know.
My best friend at work found out fabulously good news last Friday! She finally passed a particular actuarial exam that has been the bane of her existence for the past few years. I think the key to her success this time was the fact that she no longer loses 2+ hours a day in commute time AND she has a more supportive network of peeps encouraging her! I want to tell her that I’m so very proud of her, but every time I try to work out how exactly to say it, it comes out sounding condescending, as if she were my subordinate, and really, she’s above me at work on the corporate pecking ladder. Anyway, YEAH for her!!!!!!
I feel like yet another weekend has gone by, and I missed it. As Ferris Bueller says, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it.” Spending all weekend inside, hiding from the oppressive heat, and you miss things. I could be outside right now, baying at the moon like a lovesick coyote, but it’s just too durn hot… I’d start to howl, but would just end up panting and looking for a cool puddle to lap up. The moon is pretty cool looking tonight though. It reflects a pale yellow blob in the shimmery black Tahitian pearl glow of the water in the kiddie pool in our back yard.
I should have spent the weekend writing, since I was cooped up inside anyway. Why didn’t I? (smacks forehead) oh yeah, I have a 22 month old who wants to sit in my lap and go to Playhouse Disneyor kneebouncers or PBS Kids whenever she sees me at the PC. So I’m writing after midnight, again. Writing, or the lack thereof, is an important touchstone in my life. When I’m not writing, I’m usually not doing all that well, emotionally and mentally. Then I bounce in with a flurry of work, get my self dredged up out of the doldrums. Once that’s achieved, I frequently end up over committed to projects and to-do lists and eventually slip back down the slippery slope of feeling inadequate to accomplish all my little goals. It’s a really sucky cycle that I desperately need to break.
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