Not just like, "oh man.. this cold kinda sucks" but like, I have passionate hatred towards all things winter. I enjoy the snow and the cold for about 1.5 weeks around Christmas, and then I'm done. I'm miserable from October until May. I have to be layered up to go outside, and I have to be layered up just to be INSIDE because apparently I'm the only one who thinks that it's outrageous to have a freezing house. No offense parentals, but I can almost see my breath in your house.
I'm getting cold just thinking about the cold. *shiver*
Well, good thing I don't have to worry about that! I never complain about heat. Ever. I always know that it could be so much worse and that no matter how hot I am... I'd rather be hot than cold.
But last week, I just had it. Yeah yeah, I know I live where it's summer all year round and that sounds lovely but.. ok, so I woke up and the minute I walked outside of the air conditioned bedroom (the only place that cools off in the house) I was hit by a blast of hot air. 9am and already scorching.
I check the forecast; 42 degrees by the afternoon. So I start making lunch... and I'm annoyed. I'm starting to sweat. By 11am it's over 30 degrees. And the day is just getting started. I know it's going to get 10 degrees hotter without even looking at the temperature because I don't have sweat pouring down my face yet. No no, that'll happen at around 2pm. I was cleaning the house the other day, and I was literally getting the furniture wet with the sweat running off my face. Gross right?
Deison came home for lunch, and he asked all nicely "hey how are you?" and I went all Godzilla on him like, "I'M SO SICK OF IT BEING SO FREAKING HOT! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO HOT?! EVERY.SINGLE.DAY."
So sometimes, when that happens, I go into the bedroom... turn on the A/C, and take a nap for 3 hours until it's cooled off to 30 some degrees and I can survive. Yeah yeah, I'm lazy I know.. but it's gross.
However, on Saturday... we went to the island for a swim and I had this moment where the sun was scorching down as we rode along the dusty highway, snaking in between patches of dry cactus wastelands and lone palm trees, and I knew it was November... and I knew I could be suffering in the cold.. but instead, I was basking in sunlight. And then... I was okay for awhile :)
(On the motobike; this is the road we take to get to the island)
on the ferryboat
mmm lunch over looking the river
sparkles of sunshine
summer lovin
Ah.. the land of eternal summer :)
1 comments:
I am happy that this post is more warm and sunny. Love you.
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