I don’t know about you, Reba, but this heat is making mincemeat outta’ me.
It seems like each year I get more and more intolerant of the measly 2 months of tiny percentage of humidity that signifies the monsoon season here in the Valley. I mean, compared to the humidity that I left in Chicago 18 years ago, this is child’s play. Maybe because the humidity is coupled with 115-ish degrees, that’s why it feels so awful.
I’m not too crazy about the wind either. I never had allergies in the midwest, but now I’m constantly wiping my runny nose and my contacts stick to my eyeballs. Quite the attractive sight, I know. I can be outside in the wind for only a few minutes and it’s all over.
The pool looks clean and inviting, but frankly it’s way too hot to even consider jumping in. And, I would have to wait till the sun moves away from the pool so I don’t have to put on 5 tons of sun screen. And then whatever would I do when I actually get into the pool? Just float there? Why is it that it was so easy to have so many fun ideas when I was young?
Wait for it……
Yeah, kids do have so many great ideas and they can actually do something with their ideas–like create their own businesses by using the guidelines in their very own Biz in a Boxx from www.bizinaboxx.com.
Shameless, I know.
Andi.
