So, I suppose Dallas fall weather is officially here. The temperature on average is a high of 90 and lows in the 60s. Every once in a while it sneaks back up in the 100s, but the next day will be a pleasant 85. It's crazy that I catch myself thinking that 90 degrees is cool. I see the weather report and if the high is lower than 94, I am excited and think, Hey! I can wear jeans today without dying!
Back in August in the 105+ weather, I struggled a bit. I remember going to the grocery store with Luke. Although the trip was hot, this wasn't the hard part. The hard part was bringing the groceries into the apartment. We live on the second floor, so while it could be worse, this ends up being a lot of stairs to climb for a pregnant woman. First I have to carry Luke up. I leave the front door cracked open and head down for the 1st batch of groceries. I grab them and as I head up, I see Luke making a quick get-a-way to the third floor! So, I race upstairs, put my load down in the kitchen and go get Luke who is all the way up the 2nd stair well by now. I drop him off in the house (shut the door completely this time) and make 2 more trips for the groceries. (I think I had 3 or 4 gallons of milk, which made an extra trip) If you've stayed caught up, that is a grand total of 5 trips up and down the staircase.
Let me remind you that it is 105 degrees outside and I am 6 or 7 months pregnant. All I could do was strip down to my underwear (literally) and eat a banana Popsicle. Oi. I'm glad those days are over. (and I'll spare you the picture ;))
I also laughed today when we went to the distribution center and a girl was buying thermal underwear because she was going camping and "it's probably going to get down in the 40s". Really?!
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