There I was, minding my own business, and suddenly the summer showed up. More specifically, it showed up on the day I decided to push harder on my running attempts. At 12:30 p.m. I finished a respectable-for-me 2 mile run, and then returned to an A/C- and fan-less apartment after realizing the sun was trying to melt me. I spent the rest of the day chugging water and tomato-faced. Later, when I walked a few blocks to meet a friend I was still overheating and sweaty. It was a gross realization that it was indeed the emergence of summer. Sharing is caring.
But I can’t resist having a little fun…
Collin and I are not really big fans of humidity. I never experienced humidity most of my life and now I’m living through my fourth summer on the east coast, trying to survive. We’re still figuring out the A/C situation (weird sized windows, aversion to spending money, etc.), which is leading to us being somewhat overheated grumps. I believe the suggestion of moving to Alaska has been thrown around with increasing seriousness.
I’d give Alaska a chance. For now, though, I’m excited to be starting a job here soon. I went in for my orientation yesterday and start in two weeks. It’s definitely the biggest company and most straight-laced (i.e. business casual dress, formal policies and procedures for everything) I’ve ever worked for, but that’s not a bad thing. I like experiencing new work environments, and on the plus side, as always, the people I’ve met so far seem really nice.
Back to the heat issue, though, Collin and I had to take a night off from cooking with the stove or oven. We got crafty and just put together a big cold salad – it had chick peas, corn, fried peppers, olives, cilantro and other things I might be forgetting. I added beets to mine as well. We made guacamole, always delicious and some hard boiled eggs. Random, but good. It was extra refreshing with ice cold beers, which are a necessary staple of a hot summer.
Yes, that is our fancy set up with my iPad propped up against my Nike box and a half eaten pan of brownies. Tomorrow is supposed to bring the weather back down to the 60s, so here’s to hoping.
Don’t move to Alaska. It might be nice during the summer but just think about the winters. Plus, I’d miss you more than I already do.
Beer dehydrates you. Unless you keep drinking it. So drink on, I say. DRINK ON!
We should plan something before your job starts. Y/Y?