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08/31/2007: "It's hot and everybody stinks"

I don't know why it is, but somehow the first week of school with students is invariably hotter than hell. We're suffering through a heat wave 'round these parts - 90 degrees or hotter by noon. And what do you think happens to the AC at our school every damn time there's a heat wave? You guessed it, my friend. It conks out and blows hot air into our classrooms relentlessly. Classrooms that are filled to capacity with 32, 33, 34 students. Students who have, more often than not, just come from PE.

It's nauseating. 8th graders don't always smell that great to begin with.

We don't have AC at all at home, so when I get through with work, it only gets worse for me. Dessa runs hot like I do and we have sort of come to loathe touching each other, even though we both crave it. After much fussing, she falls asleep on my chest, all pink-cheeks and damp hair, and I sit as still as possible on the couch feeling sweat pool in my bra. After an hour or so, I have to peel the baby off me - it's just too much to stand no matter how much I love her.

The heat is supposed to drop a bit this weekend, none too soon for me. I should really consider moving to a colder place, although every place I thought of (Canada, Minnesota, Maine, Alaska...) has worse summers than we do. Possibly I should consider changing hemispheres - when it's summer here it's winter in Australia, right?

I know I sound drastic but I'm feeling slightly desperate. Last night the baby was fussing and fussing and FUSSING because she hadn't napped sufficiently (damn heat) and she was uncomfortable and way overtired. Finally I simply had to hand her over to Dave and go take a shower. I couldn't stand myself anymore - do you know how disgusting it is when it's 90 degrees out and you have baby puke on your shirt all afternoon? It's pretty disgusting.

We're looking forward to the long weekend ahead. Dave's planning to do some house cleaning and we're going to a BBQ on Sunday. The weather is supposed to be milder so things are looking up. Just a few more hours and I'm free for three glorious days.

Have a great Labor Day, all!