After a week of post-25 degree (Celsius, that’s 77 fahrenheit+ for those of you that work on a different scale) I think I’m actually about to reach breaking point.
The thing is though, I’m still loving every minute of it. It isn’t pleasant that right now it’s 27.3°C indoors and I can’t get the energy to actually get up and do the chores that need doing, or that it’s far worse outside and would be frankly unsafe to be out there doing the gardening that needs doing. None of that is at all pleasant.
What is enjoyable is that we’re so used to grey weather and non-existent summers that it’s a pleasure to be able to go outside at any time and have the sun beating down, to be able to eat, drink and sit outside without worrying about rain. That is something I don’t want to have to give up and I can really see why hotter and sunnier climates are more desirable.
I just wish it weren’t so hot in here.
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