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lost time
This weather is unacceptable, this late in the year. Honestly, usually September tries to lob one last glob of sun-filled honey heat, flat and sticky and sleepy, but this, this is too much. Two weekends have now been lost to high temperatures and headaches. I escape indoors once the sun hits a certain point in the sky. I was mighty productive this morning, for example, shopping for groceries, dropping off empty electronics boxes at the storage unit and taking a few items out of storage home with me, but I got it all done and I was back inside, in the shade, by 11AM.
I'm not a morning person, but summer heat makes a girl desperate.
Because I was so cruelly tied to my armchair by this unnat'ral season, I've been working my way through a game called Oxenfree. XBoxLive has a free games perk if one subscribes to their monthly service, and this game was one of the freebies. I wish I'd paid money for it, because it's really enjoyable. And by enjoyable I mean I've been utterly creeped out and emotional over it, but it's really quite a good narrative and a well put-together experience overall.
And as the theme for this post is all about lost time, I lost nearly the whole day yesterday to plumbers tromping through my place and fixing every last plumbing thing - the leaky kitchen faucet, the leaky shower taps, and replacing the bathroom sink completely. They were in the apartment for hours upon hours, and because they sort of needed me to be there, I was trapped, thirsty, hungry, and increasingly needing to pee.
The upshot is, every faucet is working properly, my landlord is no longer paying for gallons of leaked water per day, and the new pedestal sink is shiny new and much smaller, making a tiny bathroom feel a bit more roomy. I can't complain too much, even though I was hangry by the time the plumbers left.
And now, the weekend is over before it really got started. Off to bed in an air-conditioned bedroom, and then off to work on a day that is forecast to hit 90F again.
Ugh.
One day at a time. I'll loop time and try to be patient. Life can begin again once the axial tilt cools us off a bit, right?
I'm not a morning person, but summer heat makes a girl desperate.
Because I was so cruelly tied to my armchair by this unnat'ral season, I've been working my way through a game called Oxenfree. XBoxLive has a free games perk if one subscribes to their monthly service, and this game was one of the freebies. I wish I'd paid money for it, because it's really enjoyable. And by enjoyable I mean I've been utterly creeped out and emotional over it, but it's really quite a good narrative and a well put-together experience overall.
And as the theme for this post is all about lost time, I lost nearly the whole day yesterday to plumbers tromping through my place and fixing every last plumbing thing - the leaky kitchen faucet, the leaky shower taps, and replacing the bathroom sink completely. They were in the apartment for hours upon hours, and because they sort of needed me to be there, I was trapped, thirsty, hungry, and increasingly needing to pee.
The upshot is, every faucet is working properly, my landlord is no longer paying for gallons of leaked water per day, and the new pedestal sink is shiny new and much smaller, making a tiny bathroom feel a bit more roomy. I can't complain too much, even though I was hangry by the time the plumbers left.
And now, the weekend is over before it really got started. Off to bed in an air-conditioned bedroom, and then off to work on a day that is forecast to hit 90F again.
Ugh.
One day at a time. I'll loop time and try to be patient. Life can begin again once the axial tilt cools us off a bit, right?