However, I had made a vow not turn on the AC until the 4th of July, and I would be strong. After all, what are a few more degrees of heat? Last night it only got up to 87 degrees and I managed that well enough.
Bring it on, summer. I thought to myself. I can handle whatever it is that you are so intent on dishing out.
Well, it’s now after 11:00 PM and I am lying on my bed, realizing that, if I wanted to, I could probably bake cookies while I sleep…if I could fall asleep.
I am not going to give in. I can do this. I can handle whatever…
Hmmmm…
Did I say the 4th of July? I must have been mistaken, I’m positive now that I had said the 1st.










