I am sitting in a pool of sweat – unfortunately not a swimming pool!
I am simply melting, but refuse to be put off. It is still a novelty and after the years and years of incessant rain and cold winds and storms that I have put down in recent times this is definitely preferable.
Let me count the upsides of too much heat:
- It is dead easy to drink your required eight glasses of water a day!
- You hardly ever have to go to the toilet for a wee.
- Like a sauna, it really cleans all the ingrained dirt out of your pores, but there is no snow to roll in after the sauna. Actually the sauna does not end!
- You don’t have to wear many clothes which saves on washing.
- You don’t have to wear sunblock because it is too hot to go out
- But you do manage to keep a nice little brown glow going by very short exposures – to the line and back is sufficient.
- On that subject – clothes dry really quickly
- You don’t need to put on the central heating in the evenings or fill a hotwater bottle on your way to bed.
- You can’t tell when you have a hot flash – because you seem to have one that lasts all day and all night and everybody else is having them too. All of Spain is menopausing!
- If you forget to close the window before leaving the house for the day you don’t have to worry about the rain blowing in all over all your bits on the windowsill.
- You never have to take a jacket or a wrap on a late night out, although mosquito repellant is advisable
- No jumpers
- No overcoats
- You can work slowly and no one complains
- The weeds do not bother to grow so there is no weeding to be done
- Mind you as we have discovered that our garden is just one great big rock I do not think that weeding is going to be a huge problem over the years – a huge Zen garden springs to mind! So just a bit of gentle raking when I am in the mood
- You can admit to taking a snooze in the afternoon and you don’t have to call it a power nap anymore.
- Will I continue?
- Or are you getting the picture
- When I finally get my wonderful terrace built out the back of the house I will be able to spend the summer time slopping about making fantastic clay sculptures and not worry about getting covered in water and wet clay – it will be an image from Woodstock or Reading Festival, but perhaps a bit more creative.
I do think I have earned this right to be enjoying my life here – obviously it is not perfect as I have been at pains to point out in previous postings, but as a life choice this has to count as one of my better ones. In fact I am not sure that I actually made any real choices before this one – they sort of happened in a much more organic way and I was reactive rather than proactive. Mind you this one I could probably have thought through a bit more first, but hey! That would go against a whole lifetime of shooting from the hip and being led by my heart.
And both those things have served me pretty well so far.