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The weather is finally the way it's supposed to be for May in Virginia - hot and humid. Not too hot, but enough to make for some uncomfortable nights of sleep. It's that perfect beginning of summer weather that most people love and it makes me feel so depressed. I don't know if it's just some weird backwards version of SAD, or scars from spending my teen years as nerdy, bookworm, fat girl in Virginia Beach. I didn't exactly fit in with surfers or all the tan, blond Susans.
I'm going to clean and garden today. Also make some summer plans. I was going to do it just for the kids. Find some classes and plan fun things so they'd have something to look forward to this summer. We usually never do anything and I've started feeling bad about that. But everybody needs something to look forward to, so I'm going to plan something for myself too. I'm not sure what. Probably something that involves air-conditioning. I can't imagine a single thing I'd enjoy if it also required me being outside in humid weather.
I'm going to clean and garden today. Also make some summer plans. I was going to do it just for the kids. Find some classes and plan fun things so they'd have something to look forward to this summer. We usually never do anything and I've started feeling bad about that. But everybody needs something to look forward to, so I'm going to plan something for myself too. I'm not sure what. Probably something that involves air-conditioning. I can't imagine a single thing I'd enjoy if it also required me being outside in humid weather.