The heat got me.

Mon, 23 Jul 2012 15:20:35 GMT

I'm not a person who loves the heat, as I've said many times. This prolonged heat wave, lacking even the respite of an occasional rain shower, is getting to me. I can't get cool no matter what I try, even in my basement shop which typically hovers around seventy degrees. It's almost like my operating temperature has risen to match my environment. It's only at night, after I've showered and gone to bed still damp, laying under the ceiling fan, that I start to feel better. Autumn can't come soon enough.

On the bright side, if there is one, I am becoming somewhat acclimated to the temperatures which makes venturing out the heat a little easier - as long as I stay out of the sun. I committed a long while back to doing some fence maintenance for a friend, and I've managed to get the hours of work in while the fence is in shade, though I'm sure her neighbors don't think much of the early morning noise. (Sunday, I stayed out a little longer than I should have, and I have a very mild sunburn, my first of the season.) I've got about four more hours worth of work to do.

I've begun to think that a move to more temperate climes - the Pacific Northwest, for instance - should be a serious consideration for my family. Katie deals with the heat little better than I do despite the resiliency of her young age, and if we are to assume that climate change will continue as predicted, summers in Missouri are only going to get hotter.

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The heat got me.