Dog Days

The air feels like a thick wool blanket that has been soaked in steaming lake water. There is an ozone alert and they're encouraging us to try to avoid breathing while outdoors (what the?). I'm sitting in my light weight skirt - the ONLY one that fits me, waiting to take the train through the sultry city to get to class.

Last night a transformer blew in the middle of my watching Amityville Horror on one of the cable channels and the electicity was out for ninety minutes on our side of the block. We were surprised it was only that long as the boom that we heard when the lights went out sounded like an exploded transformer. Weird. Too many air conditioners running I guess.

I have my second myofascial release class tonight, and I wish I could say I'm looking forward to it, but I think I'd rather curl up with a book and take a nap. Of course it really is too hot to nap even with the a.c. on.

I wouldn't have any qualms AT ALL about moving to a more moderate climate. I wouldn't miss the change in seasons one iota. I don't think I want to suffer through another summer here. And I've considered moving to Alabama - ha! Well, at least Alabama's winters aren't as ferocious.

C4 is going well. I've been getting busier, which is good, but it also feels like the calm before the storm in some ways. I won't know what a full case load feels like for another couple of months. Someone has been slacking on their agency vehicle duties and hasn't bothered to get the air conditioners fixed in some of the vans that we use on a routine basis. I used to be in charge of that...

Anyway, I need to get going I guess. I'm not sure why it has been so hard for me to blog lately. It could be the weather. It could be the fact that I feel sometimes like I've said too much already. It could be that I'm just too dang tired after a long day. Who knows?