I can handle the heat. I can handle the cold. But I hate the humidity. It feels like I'm walking through a bowl of soup today. This is normally when I quit on summer and call for an early autumn. I'm not sweating, I'm just like a glass of ice water - it's all sticking to me and running all over the place.
Willis Carrier invented air conditioning not to beat the heat, but to cut the humidity. Yes I'm right, no I'm not linking proof. Deal.
Back in my twenties, I got the preppiest clothing you cold get at Hot Topic. It was the right cut and style for preppy, but the colors and accoutrement of the goth kids.
It was a solid bridge and I lived on it. But then something awkward happened. I got older, and my body changed shape without my permission. Most of my amazing clothing were shelved or boxed, eventually disappearing over the years. A few items were held onto tightly, clinging to both hope and nostalgia. In fact, one of those shirts recently fit my oldest son.
I let him keep it. His school photos were taken with it.
Well recently I discovered that that shirt fit again. Which means they would all fit again, but they're all gone... somewhere. So I thought to myself, "Wouldn't hurt to go to the mall and see what they have" so off I went, looking for this:
And found this
w h a t h a p p e n e d
I decided that maybe since I was in my 40's I should reel it in a bit anyway.
When it's not blistering hot, it's raining. Then we go and get a TORNADO WARNING? I live in upstate New York, one of the big perks is that the weather will NOT destroy my house. Bury it in snow? Rain on it all day? Freeze it? Absolutely, yes, go ahead. But at the end of the day, it's still standing.
At least I don't have to shovel in this heat. Do you know how hard it would be to shovel snow in 90 degree weather?
That's me. I've always been a morning person. When I had to get up at 5am in high school, I simply counted backwards from 8 (hours) and found myself going to bed at 9 every night. It was the 90's, we didn't have our phones to stare at. We had landlines that screamed through the entire house when you called them. So at night, you just didn't. Best bet was late night TV. I lived far enough away from the people I actually hung out with that it didn't happen in the evenings.
I remember people in school moaning about how tired they were all the time. One kid fell asleep in class every day. Meanwhile I was wide awake all day. To this day I hear about how they need to change the school schedules because the high schoolers need more sleep. To which I always reply:
But I digress. I can't stop being a morning person, it's baked in. I get up pretty early on my gym days, but they're not all gym days. But on my rest days, days when I want to stay asleep longer... I still wake up early. When I want to get more sleep, I have to go to bed early. That usually means before some people even get home from work. I wish I could nap, but my house is... noisy*.
I'm starting to understand the early bird deals.
*I have four kids
