Random thoughts =Ideas that I ponder on throughout the day. Sometimes they will make sense, sometimes they won’t. We all have them, so no judgment. I just want to share mine, feel free to share your thoughts.
Sorry, yesterday I was physically, emotionally, and spiritually drained so I missed a day. My kiddo was on one and I was the target, which brought out the thug in me. Don’t worry I didn’t go all Joe Jackson on him, but there were rumblings of Mami’s having a special number that connects them to the Government’s Mommy Affairs Department. What does this department do? They help mommy’s when they are struggling with their kids, see we can’t just get up and leave. No. We cannot. However, if we call this number and let them know that we need some help, especially when the kid in question has expressed a need for a different mommy because this one “is just too mean and has stupid rules,” they can send a new mami and assign the old mommy a new family.
Not my best moment. It will also cost me a lot in therapy bills later, but I had to think fast. I was not feeling well and doing everything in my power not to lose my shit. I got creative. Traumatizing maybe, but creative.
Today was better. He was in a good mood this morning and woke up on his own before the alarm. He was happy to see me after school and asked me if I had called the Government to cancel the order for the “new mami”. I might have told him that I was only doing drop off and that his new assigned mother would be doing pick up, the night before in the heat of the moment.
However, today all that I could think about was “why in the world is it so hot?” Obviously a rhetorical question, I know why. But damn. I’m so not ready for it. I think that’s one of the things I loathe about moving back to LA, the darn heat. It helped that my old place had AC and I would turn that puppy on until it felt chilly in my house. We also had a big grove of huge pine trees right next to my house, so there was a lot of shade, and they kept my house a bit cooler in the summertime. Now, I’m a shinny, sticky, and sweaty hot mess during the summer.
I personally dislike the heat, I don’t get all excited when it’s summertime. I’ve never liked the heat, trust me it was rough living in Central America because of this very reason. But it was different: the tropical storms brought in cool breezes, even though you were later left with humidity. The houses were made with bricks and tile flooring, they were automatically cooler than they are here.
Anyways, it doesn’t help that heat induce my migraines. So, aside from walking around in my own furnace thanks to my thyroid (yea that affects my body temperature during any season), I also have to worry about migraines. I have to keep myself cool. Today, I failed at that. I’ve taken a few Ibuprofens because the pain is not too bad yet, but it’s lingering. I’m going to have to take the heavy stuff before bed, to ensure I don’t wake up in worse pain.
The weather is going back down this week, but I think today gave us a glimpse of what is to come. Each year, it gets worse. We don’t learn. Each year there’s more seniors and workers that die due to the heat, and we still don’t learn. The temperature is getting hotter and our CO2 levels are getting higher. The Bay Area/Northern California just had a heat wave, that doesn’t usually happen. It just sucks. And it’s worrisome. Higher temperatures mean a longer fire season. Means more contamination for our already heavily contaminated air in Southern California.
Plus, it means more time being sticky and hot. For someone who works from home in an already hot space, this is rough. There’s AC but it doesn’t work ( I think, depending which guncle you ask) fans are not enough for me. Last year, I worked out of our office space. This year, I’ll have to look for a coworking space. Tried the library but something about having to pack everything up when I need to go to the restroom doesn’t do it for me. I’ll do it, but would prefer not to.
I might punch the next person that gleefully says to me “Aren’t you excited for the Summer?” I really am not, it’s not much fun for me. I’m crabby most of the time, unless I’m in an AC filled room or pool side with a piña colada. Don’t even mention the beach to me, that’s not fun with kids. Too much stuff to carry, and there’s sand in your car for days. Honestly, for mom’s the beach is not relaxing, maybe with teenagers when they can watch themselves in the water, yes-maybe. But not when you’re the one having to fight off the seagulls from stealing your snacks, keep your kid protected from the sun, and keep them from drowning too. Not to mention that you end up finding sand in crevices that you didn’t know you had for days.
Invite me to the pool, not to the beach. Unless you have a beach house, then that’s different. In the meantime, stay cool my friends and please let me know how you will keep cool this summer. Now excuse me, I’m about to go and sneak a frozen berry flavored ice pop now that my kiddo is finally asleep to cool down a little.
Voz y Vida™ 