The summer malaise had me in its vice grip all day. More napping. Very little energy. Like a gas tank running on fumes. And it's only the second week of July.
I did read a fair amount on physics today. And filled in the June hole on this blog (from the 10th to the 17th, with some snazzy pics, for those who enjoy such things ... ). The gaping wound of May entries still needs to be dealt with, but I will get it done. T.Y.o.U.K. must be documented.
Speaking of unknowable things, who would have imagined, back on Imbolc, that E would have begun college today?!? And legal studies, to boot?!?!? Orientation was this morning, and classes begin tomorrow morning. She's going to shine like a star, and I am taking on the unfamiliar but rather lovely wind beneath her wings role.
In and around all that, we watched the final three Doctor Who episodes until the big 50th anniversary in November. 42 episodes of this incarnation (102 overall, since 2005) of the madman in the blue box. It took me forever to warm to him, and he's still not the Tenth Doctor, but I'm going to miss him.
And now, to try and get some rest. I'm quietly stressed out, and my shoulders and chest hurt, and I constantly have to remind myself that worrying about my heart only makes it worse.
I'm going to see if I can get lost in a story, and then drift off.
Good night.
The heat is a weight, isn't it? Heavy. I haven't stopped sweating since this all started. Hot flashes are constant, and LOL, we don't have air conditioning except for in the bedrooms. The hum of fans fills the air!!
ReplyDeleteI will say, though, that this is more like the Summers I remember as a child. Schools weren't air conditioned, and the last two weeks of school would be positively miserable.
Oh well . . . it could be worse. At least we haven't reached 100 degrees yet. **knocks on wood**
Congratulations to Dear E, and love to you all!