Today both Josh and I were exhausted. This hot weather is so draining, and instead of the nights cooling off as they usually do in California, it pervades into sleeping hours as well. Open windows and fans work most of the time, but today the air conditioning is running full time to keep the house at 75, not 81 or so. The result is fatigue in a very odd way. The mind is numb. The body is numb. It’s like being a reptile in cold weather – moving requires too much effort. In a bit, around 7:30 p.m., we will be out for a walk – how hot will it be? Certainly cooler than earlier, but probably in the mid-80s. How far we go depends on how hot it is. Both the dogs and we need some exercise.
Such an uneventful day. So little accomplished or aimed for other than survival. No dinner cooked, just scrounging around for whatever can be found. Passive activities such as watching TV and movies in the middle of the day. The mind is only now becoming a bit more alert. No sewing, painting, or anything that required too much, although I did pick up a 6th grade math book for the fun of it . . . that took a bit of effort, let me tell you.
And more heat tomorrow . . . it does beat a hurricane, though. I am grateful for that. I still have a home. And, I know enough about heat exhaustion, having had it many times over the past several summers, that I stay hydrated and cool. Only the other day a hiker died in the nearby mountains while his or her companions called 911 for help with their own heat exhaustion. But being passive is so tiring in its own way.
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