Yes, it’s August. Yes, it’s muggy. Yes, I got my hair cut.
Yes, I hate everything.
HOWEVER: my heart is not in the hate. I’m working this summer (unlike last. . .) and am thus ensconced in an environment in which someone else is paying to (over)cool the air, and, given that I am working, I can afford to put on the a/c if the weather is still filthy when I get home.
It’s no-drama time. Good for me, certainly, but it does take the oomph out of the hate.
