Sweat

In this temperate west coast climate I rarely break a sweat. A hoody is my accustom daily attire. The past couple of days have forced a dramatic change in both the way I dress and the amount I have perspired. It's actually borderline hot in this city. Not hot by east coast or southern standards but in a city where air conditioning barely exists it can start feeling a little warm in the sun.

I'm not complaining! This is wonderful shift from the norm of overcast drizzle when the thermometer hovers at 15C/61F. I love waking up and knowing it's going to be a hot summer day. It is as should be in August. My trouble lies in the fact that whatever temperature it is outside it is much hotter in my shop. Yesterday in particular I felt as though I was working in a convection oven. It was 35C/95F within the Funhouse confines at 2pm and I had to pack it in and come back in the evening. Today I purposely arranged my schedule to work in the early morning and evening. Now fortified with this beautiful glass of ice tea and the sun making its lazy descent I'm ready to get back to it.