June 27th, 2015

laszlo moholy-nagy_chx

The Stupid, It's the Heat

Around two o'clock in the morning it finally got cooler outside than it was in the house, and the air conditioner had not cycled on for at least fifteen minutes, so I began opening windows. I got them all opened except the two big ones in the living room when the thing I'd been watching on television came back on, so I sat down to watch another segment, after which I would open the last two windows and switch the HVAC from air conditioner to fan.

Alas, it was not to be. I fell asleep before completing my task, and woke up about half past eight this morning in a house still hot, with early heat streaming in the windows I had gotten open, and yesterday's heat still trapped in the living room by the windows I hadn't opened. It was too late to turn on the fan or open the living room windows, so I began closing the others, and while I was doing so the air conditioner came back on. That means it was 82 degrees in the house by then, which is where I have the thermostat set. It's going to be hot all day, and I won't get cool again until late tonight, or more likely early Sunday morning.

The sky is still partly cloudy today, though not cloudy enough to shade us from the sun. Later, perhaps, the clouds will thicken again, as they did yesterday, but only to once again prevent the night sky from drawing the day's heat away. June has become July, July will probably become August, and August will most likely become Hell. I'm really hating summer a lot this year. I really hope I don't die this summer. I'd much rather die after a few weeks of pleasant weather— late spring, before it turns hot, or late fall, before it gets too cold. Heat stroke and hypothermia must be among the two worst ways to die.

Something odd has been going on with my eyes. When I go outside for a while and close my eyes against the glare, then return to dim light of the house everything has a slightly greenish cats to it. It's most noticeable in things that are white. When I came in awhile ago my white toaster looked quite greenish, as did the white shade of a lamp in the living room. I have no idea what is causing this phenomenon, but I can't imagine that it's a good thing. I should probably get an eye exam. But not in this weather. The air is about two degrees from causing my hair to burst into flame. That would be a lot worse than having my toaster look like it had been caught in flagrante delicto with a lime.