Another very hot day in Southern California. I wonder why I live in this insanity and then I look at the rest of the US and I count my blessings. One good thing is that my hands do not hurt so much in the heat. Once upon a time I loved the high nineties. It just felt so good to not be cold all the time. But thanks to my fibro, I run much hotter all the time. I can’t take the extreme heat that I used to enjoy. I become drained and lethargic with the heat now. I just don’t like it.
The temps were too much to be mingling about too long outside. So after watering my yards I picked up more garbage to add to the cans before the early trash man arrived. I was back in the house and starting laundry before Z3 awoke. He of course did not want to eat but was anxious to play Sequence. I think he has an addiction to board games, or just to having adults to himself. Before it got too hot Z3 went in to the kiddie pool. I fussed about the yard while he cooled off. Before coming inside, I joined him in the water.
We took a quick trip to the grocery store for my spouse to pick up meds and bagels for lunch. Z3 wanted a cool lunch of yogurt and fruit. None of us had much energy again today. We enjoyed playing board games, eating Popsicles, and laying around. Z3 even got some TV time today which he thought was amazing. After dinner Z3 had another romp in the kiddie pool and I played outside with the dog. She has been play deprived in the heat. Early mornings and late evenings are the only time we get to play fetch. She kept going tonight for much longer than usual. I am glad we had our play time. As the solar lights were all coming on outside Z3 was ready to go in. It was perfect timing.
Popcicles and more board games filled our evening. Z3 finished painting and decorating the last of his three wooden race cars we bought for him. No movie tonight. Z3 was forlorn when we spoke of packing up his belongings so he would be ready to go home tomorrow. When his mom called he wanted to talk to Z1. He has missed him quite a lot.
Tomorrow my summer of grand-kids extended holidays will be over. Next week my school has Panther Camp and I won’t be participating. I won’t be meeting the incoming sixth graders and getting to know them. I won’t be setting up my classroom this year. I won’t be planning lessons this year.
I am grateful for new opportunities to grow. I am grateful for this August being a new beginning.