anotheranon | summer is overrated

As a child I was all about summertime. Waking up to screeching cicadas, heat so high my scalp prickled, my uncle's pool, and best of all NO SCHOOL.

None of this really applies to my adult life. No school to be off from, not trusting the cleanliness of public pools, non-functioning A/C in my car and acclimation to a more northern latitude means that high summer is solid misery.

It's not even the heat so much as the effect heat has on the air. We've had code orange for days on end, and it's been affecting me so badly I thought more than once that I was getting sick, only to bounce back by morning. I've been taking allergy meds off-label for management but I was still wheezing all over the fencing strip today and had headache and sore throat yesterday.

Which is a damn pity because the extra daylight in summer makes me want to be more active and social until I set foot outside my door. I'd feel worse about "wasting" prime vacation season except I'm not much of a beach person so perhaps it's better to hide in the A/C and catch up on reading and sewing.