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It's hot!
No kidding! Apparently, we had 35°C today, which might not seem much for someone who lives in California, for example, but for us, it's pretty hot. Not to mention that in the concrete monstrosity in which we live it feels even more. Especially as we get a lot of sun in the afternoon. The walls then keep radiating all the heat they've swallowed during the day in the night. *sigh*
Yes, I know. I whine about this every summer. And I also know that we're still fortunate that we haven't had any stormy rains so far (leaking balcony, anyone?). But I didn't bear the heat well even in my youth, and now as an old hag it feels even harder.
Accordingly, not much was done today. We did a bit of cooking, I worked a tiny bit on the shabby chic journal in the early morning, then we watched Mass on the telly and spent the afternoon in a somewhat comatose state. Last night the first gnats or whatever Mücken are called in English appeared, and now I'm full of bites. Joy, joy, joy!
I tried to put together a scene for a later chapter of "Magic Mirror" - with moderate success. But it's still better than nothing. The only positive aspect of the day was a lovely phone call from Evie. We commiserated about the heat for a while and I realized that she had it worse: she had to work in the garden!
Yes, I know. I whine about this every summer. And I also know that we're still fortunate that we haven't had any stormy rains so far (leaking balcony, anyone?). But I didn't bear the heat well even in my youth, and now as an old hag it feels even harder.
Accordingly, not much was done today. We did a bit of cooking, I worked a tiny bit on the shabby chic journal in the early morning, then we watched Mass on the telly and spent the afternoon in a somewhat comatose state. Last night the first gnats or whatever Mücken are called in English appeared, and now I'm full of bites. Joy, joy, joy!
I tried to put together a scene for a later chapter of "Magic Mirror" - with moderate success. But it's still better than nothing. The only positive aspect of the day was a lovely phone call from Evie. We commiserated about the heat for a while and I realized that she had it worse: she had to work in the garden!
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