Another hot day in Indiana… 90° before 11:00 AM and of course, I’m back out in it. All work and no play… and I’m wondering if coffee counts when “stay hydrated” messages are recited over and over locally. Preparing my tools, my Apple watch kept buzzing with Nest warnings that someone was at the front door.
While I would’ve preferred a crew of landscapers, it was only me.
Perry trimmed the hedges in early spring and ended up with a few hoodads that needed evened out. I started early and all that’s left now is the clean-up. Of course, that’s the worst part and I saved it for the hottest part of the day. 🙄
I can remember a time when I still lived at home, didn’t have a driver’s license and desperately wanted a tan. Nanny would mix up witch-hazel with iodine and baby oil and I’d slather that stinky stuff on like it was my job. Then, I’d pull out a box fan, the water hose and a boombox and lay on a hot, wet towel for hours. I’m not sure how I wasn’t electrocuted!
So here I go… back out to slave away in the heat without a fan or water hose. But I AM staying hydrated!
TIL (Today I Learned): The World’s oldest joke is a fart joke that dates back to the 19th century BC.