Evidently, I am a wimp.
Too Hot!
I will admit it. I can’t take the heat, so I am going to have to get out of the kitchen – literally.
The computer on which I normally write is in our kitchen. But as of yesterday, our air conditioning unit stopped working, and I can’t stand the heat.
It does make me feel a little embarrassed, I must say. Before the days of air conditioning our forefathers spent tireless hours in front of their computers, never complaining. They sat in log cabins, rode on horseback, and even fought off Indians as they blogged and worked on seminary projects online. What is my problem?
That does it. I am packing my essentials, such as a laptop, my iPhone4, and my double-walled, hand-blown glass tea cup and I am going to my office/study. At least there I can work with a window unit blowing on my head.
By the way, it’s so hot in our house, the Crisco melted. It’s time to go.
The Recovering Legalist 