Fortunately I was able to achieve a few good things before the slothfulness set in, but now that I'm on the couch, feeling hot and sipping my long, tall drink I think I may just need to stay here for a while longer.
It's on days like this, feeling too hot like this, that you should never tackle anything above a very basic level of comprehension and skill, but did I think of that when I took to my new shirt with a quick unpick? No. I thought, I need to do something and not just sit and keep thinking it's hot, it's hot, it's hot. So out came that little alteration job on the shirt. Just a couple of buttons to remove because it had a weird flappy buttony feature that I didn't quite like ... oh-uh, now sporting a hole not just on one sleeve but on both. That little alteration job has become a major mending job that requires Creativity and Skill. I'm thinking a patched-look could be quite the thing.
And so I sit, welcoming any amount of cool to float through the front door; deciding that take-away is the order of the day, because I don't want to make the house any hotter by turning the oven on. Trying not to overthink the fact that my twelve year old daughter is volunteering to have her head shaved next week as she wants to raise money for the Leukemia Foundation.
Not wanting to go to bed because I know it will be far too hot to slip off to the Land of Nod.
Hope you're having some cool breezes where you are.
p.s. Sorry I've had to add the Word Verification to my blog - I know how annoying it is - but I'm being bombarded with spam messages constantly and it's driving me bonkers!