We’re in the middle of a heatwave where I live. Yesterday was the hottest day ever (and Alan and I moved a walk-in fridge – but that’s a story for another time)!
And while most of my contemporaries have responded by cranking the AC up as high as it will go and moaning about global warming (see, there’s a correlation between…. oh, nevermind!) we’ve resisted the siren call. We have a fan to lull us to sleep. We drink a lot of water. And we take frequent breaks.
Which might sound like endless suffering. Or preaching. Which it isn’t. I’m not going to tell you to give up the AC. It wouldn’t work. But here are a few little joys that might just help you if you’ve been thinking of giving it a try.
This morning I went to a local coffee shop to meet a friend. And it was air-conditioned. And it was bliss. And I’m not sure it would have been quite so blissful if I’d come from my air-conditioned home.
There’s a point in the night when the sweat dries and the air being blown over you actually cools you off. And if you haven’t gone through the total sweatball phase, you’d likely miss it.
You can sit outside, catching errant breezes and enjoying a scrap of shade and not be knocked sideways when your air conditioning system fires up.
You can hear birdsong at 5:00 AM because all your windows are open.
Announcing that you have no AC garners you offers of swims in pools and chilled drinks.
Procrastinating? You’re not procrastinating! You’re looking after your health and avoiding heat stroke.
When my hydro bill arrives, I won’t be afraid to open it.
Not to brag or anything, but I’ve actually had kind of a sweet week here. Hope you have, too.