I have the fuzziest house in town. I don't know why that is. I guess the dog, cat, ferret, and 2 gerbils are contributing to the hair factor, but there is pure fuzz all over the damn place. I sweep every day. I clean my AC filter about once a week, and each time I do either of these tasks, it looks like it hasn't been done in a month and a half.
The dust bunnies sidle up to the base boards and multiply under the couch. I need a maid. It didn't seem this hairy when there was carpet in here. I took up the carpet and had the concrete stained about a year or two ago and ever since then, it's been a fuzz factory. I guess that means I was living in fuzz, or vacuuming it up without realizing.
STUNNINGLY ABRUPT CHANGE OF TOPICS:
It is August, people. AUGUST. Do any of you have any idea what it means to endure August in Louisiana? It's hot. HOT. HELLY HOT. Humid. Miserable. Do I live in a pup tent somewhere on a sunny slope? NO. I live in an air conditioned house and I try to never emerge during the daylight hours due to the heat and still... it's too hot. Technically, I'm comfortable. I'm not sweating. But I know it's hot outside and I am aware my AC unit is running non-stop and my house is not the almost too cool temperature that I like it to be in at all times, because the AC just won't do it when it's August in Louisiana.
Did you know that in August, we have nights that are over 90 degrees? Do ya? Huh? Well, ya do now. Night time, people. Darkness. A time of coolness. In normal places, like Colorado, it's freakin cool at night. Not 90 degrees.
WHY DO I LIVE HERE?
I never wanted to live in Louisiana. I just came here to be near my grandparents. THEY DIED! How rude is that???
Now I am somewhat stuck. Though I'm not entirely stuck. I could pull up stakes and leave. But to do that would require me to go far far away without my loved ones. Therein lies the rub.
I may do it one day anyhow. Maybe I should do more traveling to farther off places for my consulting business. I feel a little nervous about doing that, but if I find the right client and that owns some facilities in other places, I'll get over the nervousness of it.
I don't know. Apparently I am rambling on because I'm tired of being hot and fuzzy. I swept, I vacuumed, but it's still August and nothing but time will remedy that.
Warning: I may be pissy until the heat breaks in mid-October.