I’m really not coping with this Brisbane summer. It seems so much more revoltingly humid than any of the past 14 summers I have lived here.
Maybe it’s climate change. Maybe I have just forgotten how revolting the humidity has been in past years. Maybe it’s because I think I’ve started the less-than-fabulous life phase of peri-menopause. Hot flush anyone?
Whatever it is, I’m surviving on lots of cold drinks, lying on the couch under the fan (usually with a trashy novel in my hand and the cricket on the tv), far too much use of the aircon (especially on work days), and cold showers. Lots of cold showers.
So you can imagine my displeasure when this afternoon’s cold shower was hot. Not cool, not lukewarm, but hot. And I didn’t even touch the hot water tap. Sigh. Even our water pipes are conspiring against me getting cool.
Maybe it’s time to switch on that aircon again. Or buy an ice vest.
How do you cope with the heat?