Adding to my misery is the fact that I had several large trees cut down last week. Now, I'm not a tree-hater. If you've grown up on the west coast you can't be a tree-hater - it's one of the rules. Seriously, it's there. It's right beside pitying anyone who lives 'back east'. But the trees needed to come down and my house has lost some of its shade on the south side. Cue the heat wave.
Trying to write in this weather is nigh on impossible. The only thoughts going through my brain are how to keep cool and worrying about how hot the cats must be feeling. My children live in the basement watching movies on dvd. It's the coolest place in the house. Meanwhile I ooze about the place feeling like a large sponge.
The fall sounds good right about now.