Temperature…
I live in Canada, and as a result, the vast majority of my time is spent FREEZING MY ASS OFF. I am one of those perpetually cold people who is not happy unless she’s wearing three sweaters and has no less than two dogs, a cat, and a small child piled on top of her while she sleeps.
Summer has come here in Canada, finally, and so far we’ve had three days that I would consider hot. Today is one, the type where you head outside and within twenty minutes of working your body becomes drenched in sweat and your underwear sticks to your ass so that movement becomes all but impossible.
The cold makes me want to weep, to curl up in a little ball with fifty five blankets and seventy two pillows surrounding me, with three space heaters pointed in my direction.
And now here I am, finally able to be warm, and everywhere I go, I find myself drowning in air conditioning.
I don’t think that its really too much to ask of stores and restaurants that I BE COMFORTABLE for the two months of the year that it is actually possible for me to be so.
Hmph.
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