After a few weeks of very hot and humid weather, I walked outside from work last night to a huge thunderstorm deluge. My cute red patent leather loafers were almost floating off my feet at one point, but the upshot was the humidity cleared away and dawn came with cool weather.
I know this because the big dog had me up at 4:30. Bad doggie.
I HATE sleeping with air conditioning, but there's been no way around it for the past week. Last night I was on the sofa watching TV with Mr Pom (actually he was watching the Yankees and I was on my laptop). He went upstairs before I was ready, so he shut the TV, and I stayed on the sofa, enjoying the breeze from the screen porch.
After I watched an episode of Grace and Frankie, I closed my eyes for just a SECOND - and woke up at 3:45 on the sofa. It was glorious! NO air conditioning, beautiful fresh air from the porch, and no snoring by man or beast.
I always think that life slows down in the summer. But you know it never does. Work seems to get more complicated or maybe I'm just not in the head for it. So spending as much time as I can outside - even if it's quasi-sleeping on the porch - is a good thing.
I guess it's technically too late for a summer reading blog. I have collected a few new titles and somehow in my mind I think I'll be reading them all on our week away in August. Ha! I could read them all, but I'd spend the week on the hammock with a book AND WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?
Nothing except for the 7 other people who will be expecting me to HAVE FUN with them. Which you know I will. (AMAZINGLY, we are now a family of 9- when did that happen? I love it more than anything in the world.)
I will use the time to create the FALL READING GUIDE for you.
We are going through some heavy stuff here. Mr. Pom has been has been suffering mightily with back pain since February. All the usual treatments have failed and it's gotten worse instead of better and he's worn out. Bottom line is that A 30- year old discectomy, 28-year old spinal fusion, and 16 year old anterior fusion, have all begun to out live their useful lives. The last time he was this bad it only resolved with the surgery, but frankly, at 62, he's not about to have the next level fused because it involves taking out the rods from the prior fusions (can you imagine??).
So we are facing big decisions that we are not ready for financially or emotionally. I am happy when he walks in the door and yells , "Hola!", and those days are few and far between now. I get a little scattered when we are on this roller coaster and I tend to withdraw and do nothing much than dwell on it, which is not helpful. So praying for miracles and appreciate it if you'd think of him and send some healing vibes.
The best medicine, of course: