I left the door open for a moment, hoping it would wander
out and leave me alone, but no such luck. He’s decided her likes it here, likes
me, and I may have to resort to drastic means.
My new pet is not a cat or dog, nor is it a bird...but it
does fly, is a fly as a matter of fact. For days I’ve had this pesky insect
flying about. I’ve tried hitting it with a rolled up newspaper, the flyswatter,
even my book, but he’s quick.
I need a roll of that sticky tape, that stuff that he could
fly into and stay put. I’ve had the door open, and he won’t leave, and seems to
think he’s king of the castle, as none of his friends have joined him.
Maybe he’ll find it’s too hot in here and perish from the
heat, I know I am. I like to call it a feminine glow, but it’s really plain old
sweat. I don’t have air conditioning, but I do have a small fan that I have
total control over and direct it on myself.
It’s probably hotter in here than it needed to be. I left my
windows open, love that fresh air, but that air was hot. The weather channel
says it is 21 degrees Celsius, hot and humid. We’re not expecting rain until
Thursday, and I hope it brings some relief. Tomorrow is going to be 25, with a Humidex of 31.
I’m barricading myself inside; it’s too hot to do anything.
I have two new books I’ve been saving for just such a time.
Take care, stay cool, and if you’ve got some of this heat,
hydrate, hydrate, hydrate.
1 comment:
If I was you (and we're close, as we share the same DNA) I'd head to a local McDonalds. First, it's $1.00 soft drink days - any size. Secondly, they have tons of air conditioning. In some places it so cold you could hang meat in there. But maybe that's just me.
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