I know that I live in the south plus everything.
- I know that I shouldn’t be surprised when it’s so sizzling out that I undoubtedly can’t breath.
But somehow, every year it takes me aback. Maybe it’s because I’m born plus raised in northern Illinois that I never developed legs for sizzling weather, or maybe I’m just physiologically predisposed to being hot plus worn out. Either way, I do not flourish around here when the air temperatures climb above 100 degrees plus the humidity isn’t far behind. That’s exactly what happened last week, when I awoke to find that Summer had respectfully arrived while I slept. In fact, I found out the strenuous way, but waking up to a sweltering home. It turns out that I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t handle the coming Summer heat; my AC unit had no way to deal with the changing temperature change, either. In the middle of the night, my cooling system had given up the fantastic fight plus simply died. That meant I woke up to find the afternoon afternoonlight beating powerfully on my home, streaming sunshine plus heat straight into the unit. I woke up that afternoon plus the inside of the condo was over 85 degrees. The indoor humidity level was climbing steadily towards 74%. Between the sauna outside plus the oven inside, I had nowhere to go for respite. I also didn’t know of a reputable Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C specialist to call out, which led to a week separate from any working AC unit. I know I should be prepared for southern living in the Summer time, but honestly, I couldn’t be more miserable with this heat.