Heat stroke
Jul. 26th, 2018 08:21 pmLast year I had the luxury to be able to skip work when temperatures rose over 30 degrees C - but the hot weather didn't last too long. But this year, like it or not, I can't really skip work. Not that I get a lot of work done, mind you. On Tuesday I came in, took out a pattern that needed alteration, stared at it blankly, and it put away again. I swear it's not a difficult thing that needs doing, but it was already to hot to focus.
I try to work half days, wearing my coolest and least restricting clothes. I went to work today in less clothes than I would normally wear to the gym. A capri sports legging and tank top count as 'underwear' in my book, but this afternoon saw us at 37°C!!!
Despite the heat, I managed to clock a good five hours of work, sewing pre-cut t-shirts. Nothing intricate, but having the feeling of doing something useful in any case. I left work at three and was blasted by the sun on my way home.
There was a spell of rain this afternoon, but nothing too serious. I'm glad it didn't make the whole atmosphere around the house humid and unbreathable. However, I am going back to the couch to sit in the artificial wind and enjoy my home-made foot bath. Kwibus loves it, there are little plastic rings in it he can yoink.
Tomorrow I have a brainstorming appointment at 10am, which is good. Let's hope it'll be cool enough to think. And this weekend I have a larp -- which means I will be sitting in the shade complaining about Southerners and their weird weather in a horribly fake Russian accent.
I try to work half days, wearing my coolest and least restricting clothes. I went to work today in less clothes than I would normally wear to the gym. A capri sports legging and tank top count as 'underwear' in my book, but this afternoon saw us at 37°C!!!
Despite the heat, I managed to clock a good five hours of work, sewing pre-cut t-shirts. Nothing intricate, but having the feeling of doing something useful in any case. I left work at three and was blasted by the sun on my way home.
There was a spell of rain this afternoon, but nothing too serious. I'm glad it didn't make the whole atmosphere around the house humid and unbreathable. However, I am going back to the couch to sit in the artificial wind and enjoy my home-made foot bath. Kwibus loves it, there are little plastic rings in it he can yoink.
Tomorrow I have a brainstorming appointment at 10am, which is good. Let's hope it'll be cool enough to think. And this weekend I have a larp -- which means I will be sitting in the shade complaining about Southerners and their weird weather in a horribly fake Russian accent.