I thought today was supposed to be cooler and less humid than it has been, but alas, it's soup out there. How sad. I have the whole day free. I imagined spending the day walking, taking pictures, thinking about things, you know.
Earlier in summer this kind of a day doesn't seem too bad - humid, yes, but bearable. But by mid-August, I am so over the thick air. It's not at all fun getting out there. Hence I have barricaded myself inside the chateau. I did some deep cleaning which is always a good thing, and ran a few errands, also slightly amusing. Now I'm twiddling my thumbs, trying to decide how to spend the remainder of the afternoon.
Am I complaining? Good lord, I'll stop right now. Life is good and I am extremely grateful. Shalom.