It’s pouring rain, hot and sticky outside…and some poor wretch is out there weedwhacking a neighbor’s lawn!
Yow! Talk about jobs you’re glad you don’t have….
At a little past 7:00, Ruby and I are back from the morning circumnavigation, just in time.
Despite the gray skies and now steady rain, our honored Weather Service tells us to expect “extreme heat” this afternoon. Temps are supposed to get up to 110 today, 114 on Thursday, and 116(!!!) on Friday.
That’s more than my air-conditioning system can handle. And far more than M’hijito’s aged system will beat back. He may have to come here or over to his dad’s place to live through the afternoons. And probably to sleep at night.
What an awful place. WHY do we live here?
Yeah: because our parents dragged us here, right?
California. Make that Northern California. That’s where I came from. And that’s where I belong!