hot in the city
This b.s. weather makes me cranky. You see, most coastal California homes and apartments do not have central AC. In fact, I am lucky in that my early 60s building has a wall unit AC. However, when it is 106 fucking degrees that wall unit doesn’t do much.
The heat saps my energy. I don’t want to run in this. I don’t even want to eat. I want to drink water. Have a few glasses of wine. Go to bed early.
Fortunately by Sunday it is supposed to be normal again. (We are 25+ degrees ABOVE normal right now.)
I don’t do weather extremes. I want to live in 70 to 85 degrees year round. I realize this means San Diego. Except today. They are over 100 and on fire too. Literally. Friends being evacuated due to wild fires. We need rain badly in California.
OK I am done whining. For now. 😉
74 days until the San Francisco Marathon.