cross one off the chore list

Wow - our first real scorcher. Breathless, muggy, deadly - 32 degrees or more. I closed all the curtains against the sun, shut the doors and windows and turned on my air conditioning. And of course, my air conditioning, that I only turn on when the heat is extreme, did not work.

The solution? Life is about timing. All winter and spring, the chaos in my basement has haunted me - such a mess, things piled up, unmarked boxes of miscellaneous stuff. MUST CLEAN BASEMENT, was my mantra, always ignored. Who wants to go down to a cold clammy space in February?

Today is steamy July - when better to spend time in a nice cool subterranean space? Today I cleaned the basement. Put all the mildewed stuff out in the broiling sun to cook, swept away cobwebs, moved boxes and bags from one side to the other. Now there's a cleaner space, and the huge armchair down there is ready to host a reader with a broken air conditioner.

Tomorrow it's supposed to go to 34 and feel like 45. I'd better get that A.C. repaired, or I'll just have to spend the day at the movies.