Yesterday downtown hit 91°F. It was a few degrees cooler where I live, on the west side, but it it’s really too hot. I tried to take a nap, but the breeze blowing in through my window was like the exhaust of a clothes dryer.
I suppose I could have bought a parking place down by the beach and I could have jumped into the polluted water, but there’s no shade at the beach and I don’t relish the idea of being in the sun. I could have jumped into the pool, but little kids like to go in it and I think they go in it.
I put a box fan in the window, so I had a fan cooling my feet and a fan cooling my torso while I slept. Of course, sleeping under the fan has caused my sinuses to give me trouble. Nothing like waking up to find you’re drowning in your own mucus!
I hope I can find a job up in Washington where it’s nice and cool. Or maybe the company will lay me off like they said they would last October and I’ll collect my severence package and unimployment insurance.
I hate So. Cal. weather.