Tori’s Writing Hole

Never thought I’d be this much of a wuss. We moved in here last August, and except for maybe two 90º days, the house stayed cool. Comfortable, even. So this summer, we thought it would be the same. We were mistaken.

It gets so hot and stuffy in this house that I am literally swollen - everywhere. The heat’s affecting my joints and arthritis so badly that I’m having to retype this thing a million times to get it to make sense. I’m hot and miserable. Plus my antidepressant makes me sweat. Which is not cool (well, duh!). When did upstate NY turn into the Bayou?

So, this week we’ll have to break down and at least get a small air conditioner. Which sucks, not only because of the money it will cost, but because we wanted our footprint (ecologically speaking) to be as small as possible. I guess it’s not to be - I keep wanting to deny that I’m really sick, but it’s all there each morning when I wake up.

I feel melted, a lump of fat that’s just merging into the Ultrasuede™ of our couch, which has been flooded and summarily stained with my sweat. Wanna come over and sit?

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