Summer in the Country

Greetings Earthlings,
I have actually remembered to write again. This is going to be a wawa post, or more commonly known as a pity party.
I am hot. Not just warm but hot! I dislike days that are over 70°. I have trouble breathing if it is humid, I am uncomfortable and generally just miserable. I use to like hot weather when I was younger. I would get out and ride my bicycle 6 miles in an afternoon just to get out of the house. I have friends with pools but don't want to impose or be seen in a bathing suit by anyone I am not related to by blood. I don't even know if I should get into the water if it is less than 10° of my body temp. I have this heart thing and I am not even suppose to put my hands in an ice chest. Constriction of blood vessels is not a good thing for me. Great news for someone who is in constant meltdown. I get crabby too, and please no comments from the peanut gallery. Even with my head med's I get crabby. I can't bake and don't want to cook at all. Too darn hot.

Tomorrow is trash pickup day so our container is at the end of the driveway. I stopped on my way home and emptied my van trash can. OMG, I don't know what we put in the garbage this week but if anyone else gets a whiff of that they will call the CSI. Hubby said we lost another chicken this week so maybe he put her in there. Boy it is nasty. There are some folks who just don't make enough money,sanitation workers would be in that category.

I always read the Want adds in out paper and today there was a wanted add for of all things, roofers. I am thinking there won't be many calls on that one. My hubby worked putting down asphalt the first summer we were married. He got a great tan but boy it wore him out. That was a hot summer as well.

Well enough of my pity party, I could be in Afghanistan or Iraq and I am not. God bless those folks too. So I will just have to take this heat one day at a time.