Okay. I’m so hot and bothered that it isn’t even funny. Seriously. It. is. not. funny.
So, today, it was about 97 degrees. It’s a cool and crisp 82 degrees right now. Deeeeeelightful. When I got to work this morning at 7:45, it was already 70 degrees. Whine, whine, whine.
I work in a brand-spanking new building. It is exactly 1 year old. But, it is not air conditioned. The powers that be felt that given our close proximity to the coast, we do not need air conditioning. I would like to cordially invite all the powers that be to come on up to my upstairs classroom any afternoon next week (there is no cooling trend in the forseeable future). We are running fans and thinking cool thoughts but . . . it ain’t workin’!
Last night, when I got home, the power went out. There was a big fire in the nearby hills. It’s really hot. This is California. It hasn’t rained since like March. Fire is NOT our friend right now. It burned through powerlines and we lost power for hours. That meant no fans. It was hot last night. Blech.
Today, at school, a tree decided to fall behind the school and it took out the power lines. So, at lunchtime (imagine a line of kids with soup next to the microwave ), the power went out. (No, I don’t know why kids would bring soup for lunch when it is 97 degrees. They are 5th graders — they don’t have to make sense. Sigh.) It didn’t come back on again before we left for the day. So, no fans. A mom brought popsicles to share — bless her generous soul — and that was wonderful
After school, I took my hot, grumpy kids and my hot, grumpy self to my mother-in-law’s for a swim in her nice cool pool. That was a good thing. Moods were improved with each splash! Add McDonald’s for dinner and you have a near perfect evening!
At some point, however, I have to go in and brave that hotbox of a classroom this weekend and get some prep work done. Blech. It was a good week but lordy I’m hot and tired.
I’d better go pour some wine to help get rid of the whine.