CH: Day 60
Tuesday was tough.
Almost 100-degrees.
Ross not happy.
I had ZERO desire to be outside but that whole…you know…Baby Step Method™ idea kept going through my head.
Just do a little something.
Who came up with such bullshit?
Oh…
The next thing to do was to get the top trim of the big window properly installed.
First, I had to strip the many layers of paint off. So, with the long board on the porch deck, I plugged in the heat gun (wearing a proper mask). Gee. More heat.
Just do a little something.
Who came up with such bullshit?
It all felt agonizing. Even though I was watered up, in the shade, and with an industrial fan blowing on me, I nonetheless felt like I was standing in an oven. I have done this many many many times over the decades and have been OK with heat + water + shade + fan but not on Tuesday. My guess is that heat + water + shade + fan + 66-years = ahh, no.
I gave up after an hour. But, the trim got stripped.
One small thing off the very long To Do list.
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You are my hero.
I canceled my pool therapy class today because I couldn’t bring myself to get into a hot car to go to the gym and exercise for two hours in a hot pool. The high was 86 but the “real feel” was 93.
That is probably what is happening to you. It might be 100 but the “real feel” is higher.
I actually did manage a baby step™ today, despite doing nothing yesterday.
I went outside and pruned back the miniature roses from the pathway across the front of the house and put them in the green bin, added some pruned grape vines and then put two bags of dead Bermuda I cut and raked up in the trash and put it all out to be collected tomorrow. I also put a full bin out in the alley.
I swept the pathway and you can see bricks now.
I also put the soaker on the apricot and peach trees for 15 min. each while I was doing all that.
It was dark by the time I finished. Despite the temperatures being down to the upper to mid sixties and a breeze, I was still sweaty. The dogs did enjoy it, though.
It was dark and the solar pathway lights were on by 8:45pm when I quit.
It wasn’t much but it was a bit more. A baby step™. Perhaps just a baby shuffle™.
It *is* the 66 years. I think as we get older we are less tolerant of the heat. It might be physical and it might be psychological. I’m less tolerant of a lot of stuff now.
Yes Ross. I echo those sentiments; you are my hero. Whenever I procrastinate about some task or chore, I think of you and your baby step™ method, and that somehow helps me drags my ass out of the house to get moving.
Please don’t overdo it though. The heat is unforgiving.
I feel your pain. I have hated hot weather as far back as I can remember and I am less heat tolerant as the years go by. I sweat buckets in the heat. I moved a very heavy dresser across by yard by myself ( only 91° here…lol), up a step into the garage, three steps in the house, one step into the kitchen and I was a melted popsicle by the time I got it into a bedroom. Ugh. Plus my back and arms are barking at me today.
Thursday was my baby steps day. Climbed up on the kitchen counter to change the house air filter, confirming that I can do that. Changed the battery on the safe. Cleaned the critter water trough. Made medical appointments for cat and self, and that actually cleared the “to do” list (Woo Hoo!). I celebrated by climbing into the swimming pool and scrubbing the dead algae off the walls, then started editing a book for imminent publication.
Even in 103 degrees and being 70 years old, the patented Ross baby steps work.
Today I’ll stay inside and edit the book.
Kudos to you Ross, an hour in that heat and heat gun is more than enough. You got a lot done considering the weather. I too can’t take the heat like I used to, never really liked hot weather to begin with. Cooler days are coming, don’t know when, just keep praying.
An HOUR in such weather? Good for you!