Current temperature: 90 degrees. Current blog situation: A weak low-pressure front has delayed new posting, because I decided to watch “Perry Mason” last night, then vowed to clean the house today and mostly succeeded, but man. Even air conditioning doesn’t help on a day like this. After sweating through my clothes a third time, I put everything away and vowed to fight another day.
Also: Applied for a job. I’m overqualified and likely won’t get it, but the salary range is right, which tells you how much I’ve been underpaid in the past.
Man, there is something about this weather that just takes it all the way out of you, isn’t there? I walked Wendy this morning when it was 73 and came home with rivulets of sweat running down my forehead. The weather says there’s a derecho bearing down on Chicago – correction, already hit Chicago – which means our weather is likely to change overnight, too.
And with that, I’ve fulfilled the Midwestern Rule of Weather Small Talk, and we can get to the bloggage, which is rather scant today. Actually, it’s abundant, but I don’t have the energy to farm it all. The one story I read this weekend that I found really interesting, most of you won’t, although Heather probably will: Sweatpants Forever, or how the fashion industry collapsed, largely of its own accord. I’m sitting here in shorts and a grungy T-shirt, although I bought a dress recently and have been eyeing a new pair of Frye boots, and occasionally I think, why? Will you ever get dressed up again? I consider these purchases an act of faith in a more stylish tomorrow.
In the meantime, out to the kitchen to figure out dinner. Stay cool, all.