Reset Forty-One, Day Two

[rejectomorph]

The triple-digit heat on Wednesday was utterly horrifying. As I get older I grow less tolerant of such things. Even with air conditioning I woke up miserable and stayed miserable all day. After a cold dinner I napped for about four hours, still uncomfortable but at least unconscious, then woke up for more misery. Even outdoors it remained uncomfortably warm long past midnight. Only now has it turned merely balmy. The apartment is still too warm, and likely to heat back up fast even though today will be a good ten degrees cooler than Wednesday. There are currently no more triple digit highs in the forecast, though there are some days in the nineties, which is bad enough. Could we just cancel summer this year? Probably not. I think it has a contract. On us.

Oh, I opened one of the cartons of orange juice I bought Monday, and though it says "Some Pulp" on the carton, it is loaded with pulp. So much pulp it pours in chunks. Fortunately the other carton is okay and I'll be able to mix them into something drinkable, but it's very annoying.

And now I want to go to sleep again, before the hot, hot sun comes up.