It’s day 33 – 33 days of 100 plus degree temps in a row! A record – or at least the second most 100 plus degree days in a row since we have been keeping weather related records. Really? How can we stand much more? Tempers are flaring, whining is rampant, I could bake bread on my driveway and, I have a seat belt imprint on my leg simply because it touched my skin when I dropped while buckling up! Just another day in paradise! I’ve had a headache for 4 days straight!
I never thought I’d say this, but I’m sick of sunshine! My music play list skips to “Rain” by Creed almost daily. “I feel it’s gonna rain like this for days, so let it rain down and wash everything away,” so the song goes. I’m not sure I can remember what rain feels like – what it smells like!
Should a drop of rain fall from the heavens, I have visions of people everywhere running out of their homes and their places of work just to feel the droplets! At this point, I don’t think even think any of us would mind if we were drenched!
The truth is, I’m able to complete most of my work each day in the comfort of air conditioning. Yep, have to run around town to attend meetings, cover stories and do interviews, but most of these also take place in air conditioned facilities. Still I whine.
Then yesterday the guys showed up to service my air conditioners – all three of which are in my attic! They were actually smiling when they arrived at my house! Really? How could they even think of cracking a smile knowing that they had to venture into my attic which, in reality, has become a roasting oven, on a day that was already 100 by noon? They were even nice about it – imagine that!
This got me thinking…what about other people who work outside all day? Roofers, life guards, lawn and pool workers, motorcycle cops, road construction crews and the list goes on. What do they do to survive this intense heat?
As one of the guys from Joplin’s Compressor Service told me (with a smile of his face) yesterday, “They didn’t tell us about this part when we were in school. We have to make sure we only stay up there (in an attic) for fifteen minutes at a time to stay safe.”
When his partner came downstairs after about fifteen minutes, he was already drenched in sweat, but he said OK when we asked to take his picture (above) and he wasn’t even grouchy! Kudos to you guys who do what has to be done, even when Mother Nature makes it exceedingly difficult!
So, Really??? Reality check…what on earth do I have to complain about? It’s all relative I guess.