Our air conditioner isn't broken. It's just too small for our house. Oh my, I'm dying in this heat. I come in, even from the air conditioned car, and I've got to have a tall glass of ice with almost anything in it. Only a few more days, and it's supposed to pass. Maybe it would be more tolerable if it felt like a normal summer. The deer ate the garden, so we aren't getting any homegrown vegetables. We have had several water balloon fights in the evening for the children. I did go to one barbecue, but had to leave early to go to work. Maybe if I could go on vacation, but no, that won't happen this year. My new grill, or hardly used grill, won't start, so I can't cook out when the family comes to visit. And I can't take Dad anywhere that he has to walk on gravel. I want to take him to a movie. They are usually so loud that he won't have trouble hearing. But getting him there is a problem. Then again, maybe I'm just getting old. I can't take the heat like I did when I was young. I didn't go on vacation then either. I worked when I wasn't in school, and later couldn't afford anything. My ex-husband ruined the beach for me. Too many bad memories to go back there. So I guess I'll just day dream about shoveling snow. |