I have a confession to make. I hate summer.
I know, I know. You probably don't understand, think I'm crazy, are somehow offended....I just can't help it. I try. I give it my best effort. But I'm just not a fan. I hate being hot. Hate it. It makes me angry. I sweat easily, and I sweat like a man. Sexy, right? I also have a phobia about smelling bad, which makes the sweating thing even worse. I carry deodorant around in my purse, and am constantly checking to see if I smell okay. TMI? Oh well.
This problem is magnified because I live in one of the hottest places on the face of the earth. I have no idea if that's accurate, but it feels like it. Being over 100 degrees is no big thing. It's actually pretty much expected for the majority if the summer. As soon as I walk outside I feel like my skin is on fire and, oh yeah, I start sweating. Disgusting.
There is no way to be comfortable. No clothing option works for this weather. I could walk around naked and still be miserable. I would never do that, but even if I was brave enough it wouldn't help. My poor little dog can't walk in the heat for more than five minutes without collapsing on the sidewalk and forcing me to carry her back to the house. Maybe she's just lazy, but I blame the heat.
Also, buildings take it to an extreme and make sure it's negative five degrees inside to combat the heat. Which means my little summer dress that I'm forced to wear because of the ungodly heat outside equals extreme discomfort and shivering when indoors. And at work I'm forced to wear a cardigan AND wrap up in a blanket to stay comfortable. Misery.
And I'm not really a lake person. Or a river person. Or a camping person. And even if I was, I'd rather do those things in oh, maybe 90 degree weather? It's too hot to even swim. The water is like bath water.
Oh, and bathing suits. This didn't bother me until the last couple of years when I no longer have zero fat on my body. Now, it's pure torture. I sympathize with every woman who has ever tried on a bathing suit and then been forced to go in public. This is not good for my self esteem, people.
As you can see, I've reached the point in the summer when the weather makes me feel like a real b-word. So I've decided to make a list of the things I enjoy about summer to try and trick myself into being less cranky. Here goes:
I like the sunshine.
I like being able to take Addie out without putting on shoes.
I like wedges and sandals.
I like maxi dresses and other flowy things.
I like okra, and it only seems to be around this time of year.
I like the pretty flowers, trees and green grass.
I like not shivering when I walk outdoors (Texas is extreme, one or the other)
I like that I get off work at 1 pm on Fridays.
I like that it stays light outside later.
I like having the option of getting in a swimming pool.
And there you have it. I gave it my best shot. Gotta be honest though, not feeling too much more chipper. At least I tried.
Have a fabulous summer day everyone...hopefully you enjoy it MUCH more than I do!