Are We There Yet?...

It's been fifteen days. Fifteen days of blogs of thoughts and idle ramblings on my part. And today is the sixteenth day. The over the hump day, past the half way mark of the 30 day blog challenge.

I feel like there should be some sort of mini celebration.There should be an exceptionally awesome blog written by me that will have you all oooohhhing and awwing and amazed at my witty insight.

It's just not gonna happen.

I'm hot. I'm tired. I'm tried of being hot. It could be so much worse, I could be without a/c or fans or a means to cool off in the oppressive heat. Not really much of an excuse to whine, but it has never stopped me before.

I have come to dread stepping out the door each morning. Every day it's an eenie meenie miney mo decision on what should I put the garden soaker hose on today to try and keep it from frying up.

It's a never ending battle with the heat and dryness and so far I am winning the battle with some plants, but others are giving up to the rays of the sun and becoming excessively crispy. Almost as crispy as those tater tots I blogged about yesterday.

Everything is droopy, droopy and wilty, and sulking in the heat. Me included. Today I was going to go out and take a few pics of the apple and pear trees and the fruit that is dangling from their branches. By the time I have been out several times, moving the hoses back and forth, filling bird baths and buckets of water for the planters and wildlife, I am out of the mood to step back outside yet again to face the heat. Weeding has become sporadic. Mowing is done out of necessity and string trimming has become an option.

I'm being lazy. The heat has me whining every time I have to run an errand. Jumping into a hot car interior and hoping it cools down by the time I get to the store, has me scanning for the shortest time and distance, out in the muggy air. Parking lots seem like giant concrete deserts, that have me close to whimpering at the thought of lugging heavy bags or pushing metal carts across it's expanse.

It has me putting off stuff. Leaving things unattended and stockpiles of supplies getting dangerously low. It has me wishing for the past and days of home deliveries. The pizza delivery guy would be my newest bff. I wouldn't have to set foot back outside til winter, when that blazing hot parking lot had frozen over.

I sucked it up though. I went out there. I got my stock pile of diet coke, baby carrots, yogurt, deli turkey, bread, and milk. I can rest easy now. I can do more productive things now, like write a more thought provoking blog tomorrow. I can concentrate better now, knowing I won't have to do that again for quite awhile. There is almost a calmness that has washed over me now and my zen has centered or done whatever it is that zen stuff does. A big sigh of relief.

 

Aw shoot....I forgot to get kitty litter.