What a week.
The weather has, precipitation-wise, been amazing. Blue skies with barely any clouds, beautiful colors springing to life all over the state, it was a week for the books.
There was just one issue…
Humidity. Holy heck the humidity. It was as if the very air was filled with some sort of invisible cotton collecting around everyone’s mouths and nostrils, clogging our every breath. My skin felt like it was choking itself with its own sweat, and grime collected from the air surrounding me.
There were even times where I had to lay as still as I could on my bed, cringing at the feeling of my night shirt sucking in my sweat oozing from every pore, heating into a new form of sticky paste. Every morning, I had to peel the now dried crusty shirts and watch them fall and crumple on the floor like some sort of stale flaky pop-tart that had been found beneath the couch cushions after a month of mysteriously disappearing.
The only solace I found was at my job, where the AC blissfully blew cold air down on to my head and raked across my thankful skin. Of course, the air was also stale, over-used, and had a funny scent to it, but beggars can’t be choosers. I would forget the heat and humidity outside while I worked, only to be reminded of it again when I left the old warehouse building. The hot air slapped my nose like one of my cats sitting next to my head, impatient for me to wake up and feed them.
Finally, after dealing with the humidity, and my hair frizzing into a humongous ball resembling a steel mesh scrubber, we had a day of warmth, a fresh breeze, and the humidity kept at bay.
It was amazing.
