The End of the Whine

So now the pendulum has swung (swang? swinged?) the other direction and we're on the verge of having downright chilly weather. This is why we don't bother with air conditioning, folks! You could shell out for one and a day later it'll be cold enough for you to have to wear a long sleeves and your air conditioner isn't needed again for a few years.

Let me take this moment to pause and send my sympathies to those in the US who are baking to death right now from their own heatwave. As my darling friend, Mollie, put it to me yesterday, "Hell has made DC it's new zip code.". I'm sending cooling thoughts your way. May you be blessed with electricity that stays on and lots of Kool Pops.

Anyway, the change in temperatures has left me refreshed and better rested. I was able to take a nap this afternoon that may have broken all previous records for depth of sleep and amount of drool emitted. Seriously, it was one of those naps that leaves you unable to figure out what day or what time it is after waking up. "Is it Saturday? Wednesday? Is it time to get up? Why am I on the sofa? What time is it? Damn, I have to pee so bad.".

Other than deep sleeping I've been doing all those little things that I tend to slack off with when I'm a sweat covered mess in a heatwave. I changed the ink cartridge in the printer, cleaned out the science projects forgotten leftovers from the refrigerator, including three slices of strawberries and cream cake that was sporting a better beard than my ex-husband had. Plants and flowers were watered, laundry folded and put away and I finished these:



Aren't those cute? I'm sending them to my sister. Of course she's a menopausal woman living in Mississippi in August and really isn't in the market for 100% wool socks, but who can resist handpainted yarn?

If this keeps up I'm going to have a happy slide into autumn.