Published by admin on Wed, 07/15/2026 - 8:44am
I am officially getting old. Chronologically I am only 56, and I still act like a teenager or even a bratty child at times. Yet my body is screaming that I am old because…it’s too hot for me to go outside.
Me.
The gal who used to say “I’d way rather be hot than cold.”
The gal that used to go rock climbing in full sun in 100 plus weather.
Now I am officially melting at a whopping 80 degrees in my home, fighting my dog Zeuss for the tiny area of the living room where the mini split blows out cool air.