The ONE day out of the past three weeks that I finally decide I’m gonna set my busy schedule aside and take the kids to the town pools and relax, and what happens?  It rains.  Not just plain ole rain but a freakin nasty-ass-lose-your-power-windows-leaking-basement-flooding thunderstorm.  Which might have been a good thing if it reduced some of this awful humidity but no, not a chance.  I still can’t breathe worth a damn and why bother showering when you get out and s soon as you pull the shower curtain have to wipe the sweat off once again.  Can you tell I DON’T have air conditioning?  P.S. I’m in a cramped upstairs apartment.

I can take heat, but high humidity gets me really cranky and unbearable.  I was really looking forward to swimming today.