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I am burning in hell. LIterally. The heat index outside is 107. The pool water is 89. I am draining a good 3 or 4 feet of it and filling it back up with fresh, cold water. I don't care that it's a waste of water and I don't care that I could get fined by the water company for filling my pool with city water. They can suck my dick, it's fucking hot outside and the whole reason I have a pool is to COOL DOWN, not stay hot as fuck.
So I did go swimming and I feel so much better now. It was the same story yesterday. WE went to Baltimore, got caught in traffic (surprise, surprise!) and as soon as we got home, we didn't even go in the house. Quin and I just went straight up to the pool, ripped off our clothes and dove right in. It felt wonderful for a few seconds and then I realized how hot the water was.
So we did that again today. Someone wanted to come and see the house (of course, it's the hottest day of the year, I have major cramps and they gave me 1 hour notice) so I busted my ass cleaning it all up and broke a serious sweat. Then I had to pick Portia's fat, uncooperative ass up and put her in the garage and drive around aimlessly for 2 hours. When we got back, we went straight to the pool again. This heat is CRAZY.
George is still out of town, working. I miss him so bad and I don't know how we're going to get through this. Everything is pretty much up in the air. Nothing I can do about it but take it one day at a time and keep Quin and his education/happiness as my number one priority. That's all I can do.
So I did go swimming and I feel so much better now. It was the same story yesterday. WE went to Baltimore, got caught in traffic (surprise, surprise!) and as soon as we got home, we didn't even go in the house. Quin and I just went straight up to the pool, ripped off our clothes and dove right in. It felt wonderful for a few seconds and then I realized how hot the water was.
So we did that again today. Someone wanted to come and see the house (of course, it's the hottest day of the year, I have major cramps and they gave me 1 hour notice) so I busted my ass cleaning it all up and broke a serious sweat. Then I had to pick Portia's fat, uncooperative ass up and put her in the garage and drive around aimlessly for 2 hours. When we got back, we went straight to the pool again. This heat is CRAZY.
George is still out of town, working. I miss him so bad and I don't know how we're going to get through this. Everything is pretty much up in the air. Nothing I can do about it but take it one day at a time and keep Quin and his education/happiness as my number one priority. That's all I can do.