|Not Quite Melted
||[Aug. 29th, 2017|09:57 pm]
So I turned the air conditioner on a bit before four o'clock in the morning, then turned it off a bit after three this afternoon when I left for my appointment with the chiropractor. It was costly, but at least I got some sleep, and the house was nearly comfortable for my shower. Then I went out into the blazing day, and not only got adjusted but stopped on the way home to pick up a couple of items at the Grocery Outlet. Odds are I'll survive a few more days. I figure if I survive the remains of hellish August I might also survive the first hellish week of September. |
The house managed to retain a bit of air conditioned coolth until it was time to open the windows and try to capture some less-than-utterly-torrid nocturnal air. It might drop below seventy before morning, and tomorrow is supposed to be slightly cooler than today was, so my misery ought to be somewhat diminished. I still don't dare use the oven, though. I might dare use the stovetop to make some ramen. I've still got some mushrooms to put in it, and I don't want to wait too long to use them up. Old mushrooms are regret-making.
My feral cats have seldom looked as bedraggled as they did this afternoon. The summer is wearing on them, I can tell. Even on nights when raccoons don't use up all the water in the cats' bowls I have to replace it in the morning, then again in the evening. These are thirsty kitties. I probably shouldn't have mentioned that, because now I'm thirsty again myself. I think I'll go get some more ice water to drink while I'm watching television.