And then the rain broke and the thunder crashed and the monsoon began. We hurried to carry our dinner back into the house, hurried to clear the table - not get caught in the down pour. And then that smell, the summer rain smell. It's sweet and warm that smell. It's comforting. It's Winnetou.... it's home. I don't feel so bad anymore.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
May 26 .... It's hooooooot
All righty. I will now begin a rant about the weather. It's way over 30 Celsius, its near 40 with the humidity, and we discovered our air conditioning was broken - yesterday. Repairman dude came today, sweat like a pig whilst on the roof (poor guy) ... and said "I'll be back soon" ... my reply? "Nooooooo you can't leeeeaaavve! Please!" ... and there he went. I don't do well with heat and humidity, it doesn't mix nicely with arthritic issues (assuming that's what the issues are). So I'm cranky, miserable, in pain, sweaty, baah...