After living in Miami for almost 30 years (holy shit), I can safely say, I hate hot weather. But I don’t hate it as much as hot weather AND humidity.  Not that I’m packing my bags and getting ready to move up to where I’ll be shoveling snow for several months in the winter.  Although, it might actually be the one way I’ll get off my ass and do anything remotely close to exercise.

It’s 95 degrees outside right now.  Thanks to the humidity though it feels like 104!  Sure I’m inside now, but that walk from my car to my apartment when I get home is going to feel like I’ve stepped into the mouth of hell.

Thankfully, my air-conditioner is working.   I was going to have it replaced, but it turns out that the quick fix the repair guy made last week should last at least until the end of the year.  I hope so.  I’m not looking forward to another night in a hot apartment!

I had to take my girl Czarina to the vet last week.  She had some tummy issues and when the vet looked in her mouth, she had a little ulcer.  So he sent me home with some meds and I saw him again on Saturday for Czari’s follow up appointment.  I really miss the gang’s usual vet, but I like this guy.  I think he’s going to work out really well for my gang.  He’s nice, seems very open to natural foods and didn’t push the crappy food they sell on me.  He also didn’t charge me for the follow-up, so yay!

As for my social life.   It’s looking pretty bleak right now.  I keep getting emails and “winks” from this one site I’m on, but I can’t open the emails unless I’m a member.  Sorry, I’m not going to pay $25 for a months subscription just to see who’s emailing me.  Unfortunately, the free sites don’t seem to be offering much either.  Oh well.

I really shouldn’t care.  Either way, right now all I care about is keeping myself above water.   The business is there but my boss hasn’t found any new clients.  The man hasn’t brought in a new client in almost 2 fucking years!  At first, he was just ignoring the whole thing.  Concentrating on his stupid job as a commissioner and running around with his girlfriend.  He finally woke up last year around the time the economy took a shit.  Great timing huh?  All I can do is try to put money aside and hope the bottom doesn’t fall out from under us.

I need a nap.  If I knew for sure my boss wasn’t coming back, I’d totally lay down and take a little snooze.  The last time he caught me on the floor snoozing I used the excuse of not feeling well because I had my period.  I don’t think that will work twice. 🙂