It’s 10 o’clock on Saturday morning, and I’m sitting on my patio to let my hair dry in the breeze. The heat wave finally broke yesterday and this morning it’s sunny and cool but not chilly. This afternoon it will be warm but not hot. We’re not expecting storms or floods or stifling heat for the next few days. I like the heat, but this is a nice break for people who don’t.
Yesterday, it was overcast and gray and cool - no warmer than 72 or so even at midday. I worked from home, and then I went swimming. During last week’s heat wave, the pool water had warmed to literal bathwater temperature. It was too warm, and if the water is too warm for me then it’s too warm for pretty much anyone. I was still swimming in it, of course, but swimming laps in 85 degree water is exhausting.
But after Thursday’s storms and Friday’s cool temperatures, the water cooled a few degrees. It was still very warm, though, and of all swimming scenarios, warm water on a cool cloudy day is my very favorite. I finished work at 445 or so, and was in the water by 5. It was the best 45 minutes of the entire week.
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It’s Sunday now. Yesterday was one of the quietest weekend days of this summer - the first in many weeks when I didn't have to do anything or go anywhere. It was lovely. I read a lot, and napped a little bit, and went swimming. Of course I also went grocery shopping, and did laundry, and cleaned the house and made a simple dinner. I need to have things ship-shape, even on a day off, and I do not have a staff.
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I’ve been shopping too much. It’s like 2020 again, when waiting for packages was the highlight of my lockdown week. “Out for Delivery” - I loved clicking on a tracking number and seeing the Out for Delivery status. And then there was the fun of opening the package and trying on a new sweater or moving all my stuff into a new purse. And believe it or not, the excess shopping didn’t hurt my finances at all, really. I was saving a lot of money elsewhere - I hardly ever needed gas, and we didn’t go out because there was no way to go - and even with weekly donations to food banks and shelters and other causes, I always felt like I had money to spend.
Fast forward to 2025. My income has increased very slightly but my expenses have increased rather dramatically (although now we’re back to just one child in college, so that’s something of a relief) but I’m back to my 2020 shopping habits, and it’s time to rein it in a bit. For at least the next three months, I’m not buying anything I don’t need, except books. And I always need books so that’s not even an exception.
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Well, we’ll see. That three-month embargo might start later this month because I’m on vacation next week. We’re only going to the beach (only, she says, as if a week at the beach is not quite good enough) and I might need a new Stone Harbor hoodie or t-shirt. Vacation shopping is very similar to vacation eating. It does not count. Check back with me on August 19.
Yes, August 19 is a Tuesday, because for the first time ever, I am taking an extra day of vacation after we return from our trip. I’ve always wanted to do this, and now I have the time, and I’m going to do it. I have a lot to do so I’ll probably spend it running errands and catching up on everything I neglected during my week away, but that’s as good a way to spend a day as any other. Sometimes it’s nice to just have a day that’s just a day, especially in the summer, and especially when the summer is winding down so fast. The child who just came home for the summer (and who has been out and about every day and night as I suppose he should be) is returning to school on August 24. Labor Day and the Autumnal Equinox are meaningless - as far as I’m concerned, summer is over the moment a kid has to return to school.
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As much as I hate the end of summer, I am also developing a grudging, slight affection for certain aspects of fall. The college swim season starts early this year, with an away meet against Duke and Boston College. A little weekend trip to North Carolina will be fun. I couldn’t care less about football, but I love hockey, and post-season baseball is fun, too. I like fall foliage. I like to sit next to an outdoor fire. I like to wear sweaters and jackets. And I love Thanksgiving
And that’s about it, really. Summer is the best, and it’s not even close. More than the warm weather and sunshine and swimming and long days, I love the freedom of summer, even if it’s illusory freedom. And it IS illusory freedom. It’s not like I take the summer off or anything. It’s not like I have a maid from May to September. It’s not like I stop being me. In fact, with one kid out of school altogether and the other in college and no longer in need of rides to school and practice and games and meets, I’m really no less free in the winter than in the summer. Summer just feels more relaxed.
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It’s Thursday night now and vacation is just a day away. I’m very much looking forward to a week at the beach. My sister and her family and my sister-in-law and her family and my friend and neighbor and her family will all be there too. Separate houses, thankfully, because that would probably be more togetherness than I could take. Because I am the one person connected with everyone in this group, I expect to be pretty popular next week; even more so than usual, that is. The last time we were all at the beach together, I’d be on the deck having coffee at 8 AM or so, and my phone would start blowing up with messages about dinner plans. I learned quickly to just not answer those texts because I’d see everyone later that morning on the beach, and we could just figure it out then. Maybe I should just block everyone.
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Friday, 5 PM. I’m officially on vacation now, kind of. “Kind of” because something hit the proverbial fan today and I’ll probably need to work for a bit on and off over the weekend, and maybe for an hour or two here or there during the week. It happens. It’s not the end of the world.
Meanwhile, I’m done for today until or unless something else happens, so I’m trying to decide between a walk and a swim. Normally, this is the easiest decision in the world. Swimming is pretty much always the answer. But the temperatures have dropped quite a bit during this last week, and the water temperatures have fallen too. I swam on Wednesday after a couple of days away from the pool, and it was a slight shock to my system, which has become accustomed to swimming in Jacuzzi-like water. But I adjusted, and it was lovely. It’s no warmer today, but it’s been sunny all day so maybe the water has warmed up a degree or two. At the least, maybe it hasn’t gotten any colder. I think I just made my decision. I think I talked myself into the pool. I’ll report back later.