I did mention yesterday that today would be Wrist to Forehead Sunday, didn’t I? Well it is, and I don’t have much else to write a blog post about anyways. For one reason, I’m too hot to think. I am sitting on my couch letting the sweat run down my face, because I let Steven take one of the fans out to the kitchen. He is doing the dishes and making my lunch for tomorrow, so I think I have the better end of the deal.
There. I just moved to the floor and rearranged the other fan so I am getting a little breeze on my back. I have been suffering a lot from face sweat lately. Sweat all over, of course, but on my face is where it really seems to get to me. I keep flashing on certain Facebook memes I saw all winter saying things like, “It’s so cold my face hurts!” I didn’t care for face-hurting cold, either, but I sure could use a happy medium.
So, yeah, I guess this is going to be a blog post where all I do is whine. You’ll have that, especially with me involved. I just have this sneaking feeling that my upcoming week is going to be terrible. Some will say there is only one person who can change that and her blogging initials are MVG. I must admit, however grudgingly, that they have a point. I will also say, in my defense, that I am not the only person on the planet. I could have the best attitude in the world (which I obviously do not), and somebody could do something to make my life miserable. Please, let’s not argue that they will only make my life miserable if I LET them. For one reason, if you try to dispute with me in this heat, I will begin to suspect that you are one of those people who are trying to make my life miserable.
Here’s a funny thing: the act of typing in this silliness has cheered me up. Monday? Bring it. Want to make my life miserable? I’ll write a blog post about it.