No one told Dharma that the more you lie in the sun the darker you get.
It’s smokin’ hot around here and temps are to creep up to almost 100 by Sunday. I love summer — but I’d love it more if there was a pool in the backyard. Since it’s impossible to put an in-ground pool here, I’m wondering about an above-ground one. Would the neighbors around here picket out front and rally to run me out? Complain to the City Council?
We girls need some summer recreation stuff going on around here!
There are a ton of people downsizing their lives and tiny houses are popping up everywhere — many measure only 300 square feet or less. I agree that simple isn’t a bad thing… and I’ve even threatened to move in a blue house trailer so far in the wilderness it would take hip waders to get to me — but 300 square feet is about the size of my bed.
I can’t imagine the challenges!
I also can’t imagine purchasing a shipping container home on Amazon for $36k (plus $4k shipping) — or an upgraded tiny home that’s about $70k (including shipping) that’s a mere 399 square feet. At $175 bucks a square foot, I don’t get it when the national average is $125, AND you have to climb a ladder to lay your head down at night.
Heck, I’ve often wondered if I could move back to the house I lived in for years just because I now NEED lots of cabinet space.
I’ll admit, I have one room here that is only used when the dogs take a shortcut to beat me to the back door. I could give that up no problem, but all four bedrooms and three baths are used consistently. Sure, I could move to a home with a couple bedrooms and a bath and 1/2 and I’d be just fine — and I may do just that some day — but I’m pretty sure I’m too old to join the tiny house fad.
For example… a motorhome is great; a fifth wheel camper is nice; and a pop-up trailer would do in a pinch. A tiny home to me would be like sleeping in a tent — no, LIVING in a tent with climate control. I simply can’t fathom it.
Besides, I’d have to downsize dogs too — and just the mention of a tiny house and Dharma’s giving me the cold shoulder.
I’ve moaned and complained about the delay of spring and couldn’t wait for it to warm up. Now that it has — over 80 degrees F — my A/C unit waited till it’s smokin’ hot outside to let me know it prefers winter.
The furnace and A/C units were installed when this house was built. I knew it was only a matter of time before I had to replace the whole shebang, but I had high hopes it would be in another year or 10. While it might be possible to limp through a little longer, that isn’t likely. I can almost see dollar bills flying out the open window.
Even though the sun is so bright it hurts Dharma’s eyes, she’ll take it because the temp is about the same outside as it is inside, and at least there’s a breeze out there.
I have just one memory of pre-A/C days… sleeping on the floor at Nanny and Pap-pa’s on a pallet in front of the door (opened) with an attic fan pulling a breeze across my brother and me. No attic fan here but it’s not a mid-summer kind of hot and I’ll survive.
So will Dharma and Gracie — although they are both panting like crazy.
And now that my school mate and Heating & Air dude extraordinaire has let me know he’ll be here shortly, all is right in the world. Yay!
I do not like the Apple Watch. Thanks so much to my favorite brother for recommending it. 🙂
I understand that the Apple Watch is more about “overall health and well-being,” while the Fitbit is more for exercise. But here’s my primary issue:
“To determine exercise, your Apple Watch looks at your heart rate and movement data. That means that things you do on a regular basis probably won’t raise your heart rate enough for the Apple Watch to deem it as exercise.”
So if I want the Apple Watch to record my 30 minutes on the treadmill, I have to manually start an activity. I’m doing 3.3 mph going nowhere for 30 minutes twice per day — with an overall total of about 5 miles per day — and that is exercise in my book. If I kick up the speed to up my heart rate, I’ll be jogging and that is not happening. Period. If I don’t start my walk as an “exercise,” I get alerts that my resting heart rate (close to 100 while walking) is too high — when it’s not my flipping resting heart rate. ARG!
I want a new Fitbit but now I’ve invested in this Apple Watch.
While my Apple Watch is scoffing at my exercise, my Fitbit tells me my cardio fitness is excellent for women my age. The readings I’m getting from the Apple Watch makes me wonder if I’m gonna die. For example, Apple Watch notified me via an alert that I had a heart rate spike of 135 bpm while resting. Fitbit recorded my heart rate at that time at 70 bpm. Which one is accurate? I have no clue.
What this means is I’ll keep wearing both watches looking like a goof of some sort until I either get better used to the Apple Watch or break down and buy a new Fitbit.
In the meantime, this 101 pound diva lost 5 pounds in 2 weeks as per the doctor’s orders and her summer body will be ready by the time it warms up here.
No McDonalds cheeseburgers or KFC popcorn chicken until 5 more pounds disappear from this voluptuous canine.
