After a week of soaring temperatures, I have a lot in common with the Wicked Witch of the West (besides attitude), in that "I'm melting!" This sustained high heat really takes the starch out of a gal. The spray bottle and ceiling fan have been my lifelines, and I am ever so grateful that we've retained power. Nothing has gotten done, and I mean nothing. Were it not for Michael, I'd probably have never left my chair. I do take him out in the afternoon to try to cool him off with cool water from the hose. The cats spend the day downstairs where it's a bit cooler, only coming up after dark. It's been wicked.
Nothing happening, nothing to write about.
Stay safe. Stay cool. Be well.
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