Aamused in Austin, TX

It took an hour in 97 degree heat to get home yesterday afternoon. Consequently I arrived home, sweaty, tired, crabby, achy. I took the dog for a walk and then collapsed in front of the fan for a good 30 minutes. As usual, the heat makes me worthless when it comes to getting anything done. In turn, being worthless and unmotivated is not a state of mine or body that I can tolerate in myself for very long. I gave into tired once again and dragged myself off to lie on the bed and doze for a while. I flopped down on the bed and listened to the oscillating fan whirr. Sammy leaped upon the mattress with a thud (I really need to get him on a diet). I stared at the ceiling.

Ten minutes later, I have half of everything in my bedroom piled out in the hallway and I'm in there, sweating and swearing and moving furniture. Mind you my back still aches a bit from the kidney/bladder infection, but by god, I rearranged my room, shifted furniture around and about. I did this, stopping to clean and scrub and vacuum along the way. I sorted laundry for a trip to the laundromat tonight (now that it's cooler) and finally, three hours after I started, I plopped down by the TV to eat dinner. FINALLY, after a week or more of being a slug, I felt like I had accomplished SOMETHING.

It felt a bit disorienting when I went to bed last night. I was sleeping in a different place really. When I woke up this morning it also felt a little odd, but I'm sure I'll get used to it. I like the new layout better..it opens up the room and makes it feel more spacious.

I was THRILLED when I walked the dork dog at 11pm and realized I couldn't see any stars. It was much, much cooler. With the return of fog, our heatwave is broken. Our natural air conditioning has returned. I was happy to toss on a coat and walk her this morning with the fog's mist brushing against my face. Today will be 20 degrees cooler than yesterday. We have survived yet another stint of hot weather no worse for wear and tear.

As I stood waiting for the bus this morning I gazed into the eastern sky. You could just make out the sun behind all that fog, slowly burning its way through. I thought of probably the worst descriptive line that has ever entered my caffeine deficient brain.

"The sun hung there like a fuzzy altoid."

You know...like the one discovers when one moves the couch after several months...or the bed...