Today’s plan was to write a really
funny and awesome blog post about Job hunting. It was going to be totally cool
and all of you would think I’m really witty and invite me to all your summer
parties for entertainment value. Sadly internet audience, it’s just not in me
today. It’s just too miserably hot.
I know, for the past few months we've all been whinging about the cold. We refused to leave our houses because “there’s too much snow” or “I’ll get frostbit!” So we hunkered down in our homes, wrapped ourselves up in mounds of blankets, ate our own body weight in food, and hibernated like bears. Anytime we had to go out for school, work, or obligated social interaction we grumbled and cried out “I can’t wait for summer!” We all would then reminisce about beach days, tanning in the warm sun, cookouts, parties, and margaritas.
Spring came and we all burst forth from our homes in clad in miniskirts and flip flops praising Mother Nature for the end of winter. Ironically the temperature at the time in all reality was only about 45°F. After a month of playing spring in autumn temperature we were unprepared for the real face of Spring.
Today was a mere 80°F, Saturday is supposed to be upper 90s. Dear God help me. The inside of my house felt like there was a wood-stove going in every room. The upstairs made collecting all the warm air it’s job. So after three hours or so on my laptop job hunting everything started to feel fuzzy. When the poor machine began to overheat and protest by making loud noises and slowing the internet down to a crawl I decided to give up.
At this point in the day I still felt like hiding inside was a waste. I did just spend all winter longing for summer. I dragged myself outside and out for a bike ride. The first five minutes were alright. I stayed mostly in the shade and I rode downhill so the breeze felt nice. After that though I rode into the cul-de-sac where there were no trees. Needless to say after six miles through the sun while exercising I was done with summer. Pack it up, ready for fall. Fall is nice right? I remember lovely cool fall days. I gimped back into the house and hid in the cold bathroom with my 80lb Golden Retriever for the rest of the day.
We can all even say goodbye to cool spring evenings and chilly nights. Nearly 10:00 at night and I’m still sticky and sweaty, just from sitting in my makeshift sauna bedroom. I had to force myself to write this post because I’d much rather sit in a haze doing absolutely nothing. Just you wait though, Fall is going to roll around and I’ll be blogging about how goddamn cold it is and how it’s raining all the time.
I know, for the past few months we've all been whinging about the cold. We refused to leave our houses because “there’s too much snow” or “I’ll get frostbit!” So we hunkered down in our homes, wrapped ourselves up in mounds of blankets, ate our own body weight in food, and hibernated like bears. Anytime we had to go out for school, work, or obligated social interaction we grumbled and cried out “I can’t wait for summer!” We all would then reminisce about beach days, tanning in the warm sun, cookouts, parties, and margaritas.
Spring came and we all burst forth from our homes in clad in miniskirts and flip flops praising Mother Nature for the end of winter. Ironically the temperature at the time in all reality was only about 45°F. After a month of playing spring in autumn temperature we were unprepared for the real face of Spring.
Today was a mere 80°F, Saturday is supposed to be upper 90s. Dear God help me. The inside of my house felt like there was a wood-stove going in every room. The upstairs made collecting all the warm air it’s job. So after three hours or so on my laptop job hunting everything started to feel fuzzy. When the poor machine began to overheat and protest by making loud noises and slowing the internet down to a crawl I decided to give up.
At this point in the day I still felt like hiding inside was a waste. I did just spend all winter longing for summer. I dragged myself outside and out for a bike ride. The first five minutes were alright. I stayed mostly in the shade and I rode downhill so the breeze felt nice. After that though I rode into the cul-de-sac where there were no trees. Needless to say after six miles through the sun while exercising I was done with summer. Pack it up, ready for fall. Fall is nice right? I remember lovely cool fall days. I gimped back into the house and hid in the cold bathroom with my 80lb Golden Retriever for the rest of the day.
We can all even say goodbye to cool spring evenings and chilly nights. Nearly 10:00 at night and I’m still sticky and sweaty, just from sitting in my makeshift sauna bedroom. I had to force myself to write this post because I’d much rather sit in a haze doing absolutely nothing. Just you wait though, Fall is going to roll around and I’ll be blogging about how goddamn cold it is and how it’s raining all the time.
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