rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Reset Eleven, Day Twenty-three

The long range forecast is the worst yet this year. Currently it shows ten days in a row of triple digit highs starting today, with a peak of 107 on Saturday and a repeat on next Tuesday. I'm not going to like it. I'm not even going to like surviving it, if I do. I'm especially not going to bike running low on beer. Because it's been too hot to walk even to CVS I'm almost down to my last six pack of my favorite brew, and it looks like I won't be getting out again for quite some time. I was hoping to do a full shopping trip this coming week, but the heat wave is going to make that impossible.

But at least I finally got my bills into the mail. I called a nephew who picked them up after work and mailed them from the post office. That meas they should get to the sorting center in Marysville tomorrow, and maybe even tonight, but what will become of them after that is anybody's guess. The new Postmaster General is doing a lot of penny wise and pound foolish monkeywrenching, including removing sorting equipment from facilities, which is causing backlogs in deliveries. This is one of the reasons I wanted to get the stuff into the mail early this month, but the combination of heat and the incompetence of our local route carrier prevented that. I don't know if Marysville is one of the sorting facilities that has had equipment removed, but if it is then some of those bills will probably arrive at their destinations late.

Wednesday was uneventful, of course, as most days are now, aside from the visit of the nephew to pick up my mail. I had a shower and got the plants in the back yard watered, and sweltered each time I went outside. Oh, and I brought back the wheelie bin from the street, which I forgot to do Tuesday evening, and found that someone had already tossed a big plastic bag of smelly trash into it. Since I never get the thing full anyway I don't mind of the other tenants sometimes have to put their overflow in my bin, but they could at least wait until they've put something in their own bins before adding to mine.

The worst part of the forecast is not the very hot days, but the hottest nights so far this year, and some of them are predicted to be hotter than any nights I can remember since leaving Los Angeles. Next Tuesday the low is predicted to be 80 degrees. There is a serious chance of a power outage, or of rolling blackouts to prevent one, in circumstances like that. I really hope that doesn't happen, but even if it does I don't see how I can avoid the highest electric bill I've had since moving to Chico. That air conditioner is going to get a serious workout, and I'm glad it was installed new less than two years ago. But it's going to be eleven days before we get another night as cool as tonight, and tonight isn't all that cool since it will be getting down to only 69. We are definitely having the summer from hell. I can't wait for it to be over.

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