Most of you know that I stay out of warm climates whenever possible. Therefore it seems utterly insane that I left Boston today, in the middle of a snowstorm (Ursula was her name) to fly to Dallas. Intentionally. Where it was 80 degrees.
In case it wasn’t clear from the title of this post, I’m going to use the word Hell a lot. Mom, you might want to turn back now. “Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’intrate.*“
I left work today to go to my monthly massage appointment. I can tell you right now that the massage was absolutely not what inspired this post. The massage was divine and I feel SO much better.
It was the walk from the Chiropractic Office back to Kendall Sq to catch the shuttle that got me thinking. What the Hell is up?
Well, looks like Boston broke another record today. The official temperature reached 99 degrees Fahrenheit, although Basil (our Mini) insists that it was higher than that.
So today is day six of our ridiculous heat wave here in Boston, and tomorrow is supposed to be day seven. Fortunately this sort of heat is quite abnormal for Boston, and it should return to usual 80 something degree temperatures by Sunday. We have had both of our AC units running, plus all of our fans, and it is just barely enough to make it tolerable.
I am definitely ready for fall to get here. I was more enthusiastic about summer when it meant I got to do lots of fun things, but these days fun tends to be a bit limited and I prefer comfortable temperatures. Hell, I even prefer cold winter temperatures to this.
OK, I have held off on commenting about the weather for several days, but now that our little heat wave is over, I feel like I need to comment.
Essentially, this is abnormal, especially for Boston in June.