So it’s going to be over forty degrees today (that’s 104 F), and already at 11.30am it’s 36 here in good old Sydney. The past few months have been wet, meaning that a lot of shit grew and died and now there’s a huge fuel load so the bushfire danger is at the ‘Catastrophic’ level.
I’m in one of those pretty red zones, so my danger is reduced to the much friendlier-sounding ‘extreme’.
My house isn’t in amongst bushland, so my major concern is keeping cool and hydrated, worrying that the freeway will be closed (I drove today – bugger hauling ass to the station in heat like this!) and making sure my cat was going to be okay locked up in my house all day (I left the fans on, put bowls of water around and lay a wet towel on the shower floor in case she gets really hot.)
Later I’ll give her some ‘water pats’. She pretends to hate them, but always looks very relieved afterwards.
I don’t have aircon at work, but my office is in a little dark dungeon-type room beneath the house, so it’s rather cool indeed. I also work at a home office, and it just so happens that the home in question has a pool, so I’m not long off immersing my pale body in there.
It doesn’t look like it, but I really am at work.
So that’s the story of how I intended to talk about the Stephen King novel I read recently, but instead whined about how hot it is instead while posting narcissistic images of myself in my swimsuit. “Cause it’s too hot for thinking today.
Happy heatwave! Are you sweltering too, or perhaps huddling in the middle of darkest winter (hello, Northern Hemisphere!) and insanely jealous? Let me know below!
Not strictly relevant, but John and I bought Wes the first volume of American Vampire for Christmas. Graphic novel that Stephen King co-wrote. Might be up your alley if you can convince him to lend it…!
I’m bunkered up in the UOW library with air-conditioning, pondering the merits of having another vanilla-coffee frappe in lieu of lunch. Not sure the excess caffeine would do me any favours, though.
Oh, frappe. I vote do it, I wish I could have one too.
Summer can bugger right off! Extreme heat and crazy winds. Who’d want to live in Aus? Geez!
Not a fan? I myself adore hot weather, but this is a bit hot even for me.
Nope. I figure you can always put more clothes on if you’re cold. There’s only so much one can take off to get cool…
I’m huddling in the middle of darkest winter right now – although I can’t say I’m extremely jealous. I love, love, love the heat, but my house has no air conditioning and I worry about my cats during heat waves above 90. I give them water pats, too – they pretend to hate it but they secretly love it.
About 11 last night, when it was still about 38 degrees, we admitted our weakness decamped to the young gentleman’s air-conditioned house so we could actually sleep! I felt abd leaving the cat, but she was coping my lying n the floor stretched out all long and sleepy.
I hate the heat. (Although it’s winter here). It sucks the life out of you. Yikes. I enjoy your blog very much! Happy New Year!
I don’t mind the heat, but it was so hot on Tuesday I couldn’t sleep! It was still 35 at midnight.
I’m glad you like my blog, and happiest of the new years to you.