High Summer in April
Yesterday, it was in the 90s here. Today, it is in the 90s here. Last night, we slept with the AC on in our bedroom. When we turned it off in the middle of the night, a mosquito soon woke us, and a hunt began. Andrew loaded a few boxes in the car this morning and almost melted. I’ve put anything that could possibly get moldy in the refrigerator. Our trash rots as soon as anything is thrown away. It is stiflingly, horribly hot. And it’s April. Welcome to the early summer of NorCal.
We are moving to our central-AC’d home in 12 days. That move cannot come fast enough. I find it funny now that when we were apartment-hunting, we paid close attention to where I’d be able to walk in the neighborhood—forgetting that in the high heat of a NorCal summer, the only walking I’ll be doing is from one AC’d room to another.
We are moving to our central-AC’d home in 12 days. That move cannot come fast enough. I find it funny now that when we were apartment-hunting, we paid close attention to where I’d be able to walk in the neighborhood—forgetting that in the high heat of a NorCal summer, the only walking I’ll be doing is from one AC’d room to another.
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