I am so. completely. DONE. with. summer.
Summer has never been my favorite time of year weather-wise. Or clothes-wise. Let’s be honest here: being sweaty doesn’t bode well for feeling pretty, now, does it?
Every summer we ask ourselves, “Why do we live in this God-forsaken place?!?!” We struggle through summer after summer, but come fall, it seems like all is forgiven. So I am going to try to capture my emotions during this time of relentless heat.
This is what I have had to look forward to for the past few weeks, and there is no end in sight:
Lemme tell ya, my car is accurate. This wasn’t after it had been sitting in the sun for hours on end. Nooooo…. this was while I was running errands the other day. Or attempting to. After the second time I had to go home and change my clothes because I had sweated through them, I gave up and just stayed home.
I don’t even bother putting on make-up anymore because it just melts off my face.
I can’t tell my kids to go outside and play when they are at each others’ throats inside.
I would love to take them to a park and let them run and play while I fiddle with my camera.
I would love to sit outside after the sun goes down and listen to the crickets.
But I can’t do any of those things because it’s too hot and it never cools down.
I think what gets to me the most is there is NO RELIEF. I feel like a prisoner in my own home and there is no escape. There is nothing to do but stay inside and it’s driving me insane.
Sorry for the rant. I’m just done.