I make no bones about the fact that I hate all temperatures over 78 degrees or 25.5 degrees C out there. It’s just too warm. My get up and go just went to the arctic.
Just sitting at the desk requires an icy cold smoothie and two ice packs, two fans blowing and soft country music. Oh well.
I will survive.
On the knitting front:
It’s too hot to knit.
On the recovery front:
My favorite Big Book quote is: we do not crawl. I stopped crawling.
On the family front:
Its’ too hot to chat with them.
Oh and for the record? It’s just above 86 F or 30 C out there.