Mostly True Memoirs
It’s Hot, and It’s Monster Weather
It’s hot.
A cold front is moving through North Texas.
But it’s all relative.
It’s just way less hot than it might be.
Our air conditioner died yesterday.
The service guy is coming this afternoon.
Last night was brutal.
At least for me.
Bob suggested that if I didn’t sleep with a blanket, I might have been more comfortable.
Seriously?
I can’t sleep without a blanket.
I would feel so exposed.
What kind of crazy person can sleep without a blanket?
I should just leave the house and let Bob wait by himself for the air conditioning guy.
I could pack up my laptop and spend the afternoon at the library.
Where it’s air conditioned.
And there are no monsters.