No fiction. I think it might be too hot for fiction. In fact I think it might be too hot in general. It has been over 100 degrees for over 115 days straight thus far.
The National Weather Service says this is abnormal. The Lady Talis tells me it is always like this. I think the truth is somewhere in the middle. It is not always like this–not at all, but it is always hot. It happens to be quite a bit hotter now. 61 days of 110 or above. It is so hot, in fact, that I have lost all sense of what it means to not have 100 degree days. By now I should be cooling off and taking lovely morning walks. Instead I’m hiding from the sun like Riddick. Honestly, it is a clear scale up of global warming that people will continue to ignore.
But this isn’t a post entirely about the weather. It is more about life and the quality of life here vs. elsewhere. I keep thinking about the time I spend outside of the desert, and it is hard to rationalize why I continue to stay. The bugs are bad. The weather sucks. I don’t have a single friend I am staying for. We ought to up and leave. I am sure we will once the retirement hits. However, there is a part of me that wants to relinquish even that–cash it all out and find a new job and work in some capacity until I die. Retirement isn’t going to provide the easy street I want out of life. I’ll need to work anyway. So, maybe the plan should be to find another faculty position and put my heart into the next act.
It isn’t a bad plan. So long as it happens in a good place.
Some Thoughts:
- Basketball is back. Sports are taking over the timeline. Did you know that there will be a college or pro football game televised live every single day for the next 54 days? It is like Lady Talis pointed out in the past, they cannot keep saying Sunday is the football day. They’ve literally made every day that.