I prefer mine tolerably cool. Something in the low 90s would be a nice change.
Today I noticed the strawberries were wilting something fierce, so I stepped out to water them and stupidly did not put shoes on my feet. I burnt the bottoms of my feet on the patio. That was hours ago. They still hurt.
I have drunk about ten gallons of water so far this week. I have lingered in various air conditioned places and added about ten minutes of walking to my journey across campus to an appointment by walking through classroom buildings I didn’t have to enter.
It’s supposed to be in the 90s soon. I am so ready for that. Not soaking my shirts the instant I leave the front door would be good.
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