I am melting

Well… not really. But, it does certainly feel like I could melt.

I am currently at work, and it is basically a big metal box, which is fantastic in summer. It’s very difficult to keep the place cool, which means the hundreds of workers are sweaty, grumpy, and generally miserable.

But that’s what happens in the summer, isn’t it? We grew up enjoying 6-7 weeks of summer holiday, and as an adult you might get two weeks. It is easy to feel hard done by, as you have to work rather than sit in a beer garden, sipping on a cold pint.

A normal British summer, involves a person booking time off, and hoping that the weather is good. If your luck is like mine, normally I get the week where it rains everyday. This year doesn’t feel like a normal summer though. So far, 2022 has been one of the driest years on record, and that doesn’t seem to be going to change anytime soon. No one in the UK is used to the temperatures we are getting. People are becoming ill, infrastructure is getting damaged, and Forrest fires are on the rise.

It seems these kind of days are coming round more often. So, I’ll serve a friendly reminder to stay hydrated, eat (even if you can’t be bothered), stay in the shade, put on sun lotion, don’t walk your dog when it’s really hot (that goes with letting pets on plastic grass),and look out for family, friends, and neighbours.

I am melting

I am a winter person. I have probably said that before. But I am. My body type is like a human radiator, sometimes. I rarely get too cold, always get too hot. Which means I am not sleeping, which means I am not being productive. Basically, it is taking all my willpower not to simply ‘do nothing’ when I come home from work. Everything feels gross and sticky, and I can’t sleep.

At least the days have been nice, and I was able to go for walks down to the beach.