Still idling, in more ways than one…stupid summertime

I really haven’t accomplished much, website-wise, so far this month. I’ve got a massive pile of new cases to add and no motivation to do them. I think it’s partly because I’m still helping Michael move — we’ve got to the end of the month to get everything out of his apartment — and partly because of this godawful heat. It’s got to the point where we, I in particular, are doing moving stuff in the middle of the night because it’s cooler.

My car ran out of air conditioning some time ago. I can’t afford to get it recharged, and my father refuses to help because he’s immune to changes in temperature and doesn’t understand why I can’t be also. And there’s a fan broken as well, so when the car idles too long the engine starts to overheat. I can’t afford to fix the fan right now and the only way to counteract this problem when I’m stuck and can’t go anywhere is to turn on the heat full blast. It’s so hot out that the car overheats more often than usual now.

Yesterday, trying to get from Michael’s new home to his old one to pick up more stuff at like 5:30 p.m., I got stuck in traffic and construction and what have you. I had to spend a considerable time idling with the sun glaring down through the windshield, the heat on full blast, engine temperature gauge hovering right on the line between “safe” and “overheating.” The radio said it was 95 degrees and the heat index was 105. I mean, the heat was directed at the dash, and I had the window open, but I still found myself wondering how long I would be able to stand the situation before I got heat stroke. (I’ve had the beginnings of heat stroke before, once, during a long bike ride on a hot day. I was twelve or thirteen. I wound up having dry heaves in a ditch in the middle of nowhere. It was awful. It could have been much worse.)

It’s not that much better at night. The temperature drops some but it’s so humid that my glasses steam up and I still wind up really sweaty and yucky.

So I go to his apartment, pack a carful of stuff and take it to the new place, and by the time I get there I’m so hot and sweaty and tired and irritated that all I want to do is sit down and read a bit and play Sporcle quizzes. It’s telling on everyone, not just me. Michael’s roommate and I got into an argument about current events that ended with his shouting at me and stomping off to his room where he stayed for the rest of the night. This has never happened before. He’s a nice guy and usually we get on fine.

Thus I have been neglecting my responsibilities. I feel pretty guilty about it, actually. Hopefully once the move is finished (or maybe before then, who knows) I will feel more motivated.

10 thoughts on “Still idling, in more ways than one…stupid summertime

  1. Princess Shantae July 20, 2011 / 2:42 pm

    Meaghan, have you ever made any Sporcle quizzes yourself?

    • Meaghan July 20, 2011 / 5:06 pm

      Nay. I just like taking them. I take mostly baby names and geography quizzes.

      The roommate just came over with another carload of stuff. It’s even hotter today. He stopped to rest because, as he put it, “I’m not in the mood to commit suicide.”

  2. Michael July 20, 2011 / 6:24 pm

    Perhaps you could make some extra money using your writing skills and missing children information to do research and investigation for authors or investigators…sometimes they outsource that to others. You would be good at it! Theres no reason why someone with your talent shouldnt be making money on it.

  3. dd July 21, 2011 / 1:58 pm

    Congrats this is a wonderful initiative.I applaud you for it.May the Almighty bless you darln.

  4. humbled_observer July 21, 2011 / 2:14 pm

    this is in reference to your comment about your dad not being affected by temp changes.

    many moons ago i worked at a carwash. one day in the middle of summer i went to work, unbeknownst to me i was running a fever(was coming down with some sort of infection). i knew i felt bad, but thought it was just the heat. by mid afternoon i couldn’t barely walk because all my muscles were exhausted. running the fever and being in the NC summer sun nearly did me in, lolz.

    it took me a few days (and a few bags if fluid) to recoup, but……..the whole rest of that summer i never did feel ‘hot’ again. it would be close to 100 degrees, all my carwashing coworkers would be barely making it on those days… not me. something about getting dangerously over heated that day really messed with my ‘temp sensors’. it was really weird to be in high humidity, high heat, sweating but still feel totally comfortable as if i were in an air conditioned room. this strange ‘side effect’ of getting too hot was only temporary. *wonders if anyone else has experienced or heard of this.*

    lastly, i totally agree with michael. you deserve it dang it!

    • Meaghan July 21, 2011 / 2:24 pm

      That is a remarkable story. I’ve never heard of anything like it.

  5. chris July 21, 2011 / 8:23 pm

    You should move too Washington state.. Its cold, cloudy,
    and rains every day

  6. Karen July 21, 2011 / 8:26 pm

    OT post on Robert Dunbar, missing since 1912:

    There is a nonfiction book, “A Case for Solomon” by Margaret Dunbar Cutright, due out in January 2012.

    It appears that one of the pictures on Charley is the “original” Bobby and the other picture is the “new” Bobby. The shape of the face, especially the chin, is different.

    Wikipedia has a larger version of the new Bobby photo: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bobby_Dunbar

    • Meaghan July 22, 2011 / 12:17 am

      Thank you for pointing this out, and also about the book. I didn’t know there was a book coming out.

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