It’s hot and humid. Part of me feels like I shouldn’t complain, because the upper-80s is nothing compared to the 100-105 degree days two summers ago in Nashville. I feel lucky that we have air conditioning at home … but unlike the south where almost everywhere has a/c, there are quite a few homes here that don’t. So hot ‘n sticky it is … and I’d forgotten just how sticky the humidity on Lake Erie gets. Whew!
Life has been exciting recently, in stressful sorts of ways. (I’d much prefer blissfully mundane and take “boring” over this crap, any day.) It seems nearly every aspect of my life is in an upheaval. I’m coping, but very exhausted. I’ll be glad when things calm down again.
My car got hit last week … that was fun. The woman drove off, but thanks to some witnesses who stuck around to talk to me, we got her license plate and tracked her down.
It’s not horrible but I would have been really mad had I just walked out to my car and found gouges in the bumper without knowing who did it. So now she’s buying me a new bumper cover. (Grrr.)
People, seriously … don’t hit someones car and just drive off. It’s a mega-asshole thing to do. Especially don’t do it if you have an easy-to-remember vanity plate — witnesses are BOUND to see you and turn you in. DUH.
