I have this friend who just can't look forward to winter. She'll decorate her house for halloween and put a beautiful Christmas tree and call me to make sure I know what night Santa is visiting Pine Grove Mills, but she HATES the cold, so she just can't look forward to winter no matter what.
I don't feel the same way about summer but I HATE the heat. I try to be an adult about it and put on my big girl panties and just deal with it. I run the sprinkler for the kids and buy yet another fan and run them all 24/7 (because it's still WAY cheaper than the in-wall air-conditioner we still haven't had serviced). But I hate it. Add that to a record combination of heat AND humidity for the East Coast and you have a recipe for a meltdown. It's only icky here from about the middle of July through the middle of August but the last few days have been over the top and I got back from taking Max to his swim practice and basically had a good cry about it all. For an hour.
Chris, recognizing the signs of a potential nervous breakdown, went into Good Daddy mode and took the kids to the Y, supervised swim lessons, did the reading lesson of the day, ran play-date taxi, and basically left me alone so that if nothing else, at least I could get some work done. Then, at the end of the day, he went to the store and bought dinner so I wouldn't have to cook and ice cream with a high chocolate content just to be safe.
The kids pulled out Micky's Christmas on video and watched that. I took a shower and sat and typed in front of the fan. The weather, despite upbeat promises about the heat breaking, hasn't really come through for me yet. We were promised a bang-up thunderstorm, but the storms seem to keep breaking up just before they get here. We haven't had one rumble. I'd really enjoy a good cracker of a thunderstorm right now. It is pitch black and 83 degrees. That's wrong, people. It won't drop lower than 73 over night. Can you blame me for being testy? I can't sleep!!
But I did get a LOT of work done today and I needed that sense of accomplishment. I'm hoping to get even more done before bedtime, and jeez louise I have a lot to do this weekend, but I feel better than I did this morning. And I think that was a flash of lightening. So things are looking up.