It seems like I am the only woman in the world who doesn’t look forward to warm season all year.
Don’t think I hate summer. I really do enjoy the sun and positive energy. The only thing I do not care for is being all sizzling and hot. I suppose that it begin when I was younger. Because both of my folks worked full time jobs, they sent my brothers and I off to a warm season camp at the local recreation center. In my head, camp is fun, you get to play sports, make friends, and occasionally even go on field trips! But, it’s difficult to have fun when you’re sizzling and dehydrated. At this point in the day, the recreation center had not yet invested in a central a/c. When there were about 35 campers and 7 staff members crammed into the space, this made it unbearable to deal with the warmth. It was so sizzling in that area that it actually felt like a relief when the two of us got to go play games outdoors. That’s absurd to suppose because in reality, it was usually about 84 degrees outside. Some days when the two of us were in the gym, I would lay off to the side due to I was so overheated. I had no desire to run around or play games. All I could think about was getting home where the two of us had a few window air conditioning units. It wasn’t ideal, but any air conditioning was better than not having anything.