Sudoriferousness

Lots of us are afflicted with this. Fortunately, I spent the morning at another doctor's office with The Daddler and it was about 60 degrees. I have the thermostat set at 70 here in the Good House. Screw the utility bill. In fact, I have a chicken pot pie in the oven for The D's lunch at this very moment. He needs some comfort food after having a delicate part of his anatomy microwaved this morning. I'm not kidding about that. It reminded me of the lady who put her poodle in the microwave to dry it after she gave it a bath. That was in the early days of the microwave oven. Poor D. I offered him tylenol and he didn't want it. He's tough.

I don't have to set foot out the door the rest of the day so hopefully I'll stay cool, calm and collected. Relatively speaking, anyway.

I had shitty day yesterday. I decided to get on the roof to clean the gutters late yesterday afternoon. All the big trees made the heat bearable. I've been doing major soul-searching. I think it's time for a shift in priorities. I think I'm going to become more scarce. And as I learned in Econ 101, that'll make me more valuable.