Waking Up To Say I Survived the First Heat-Wave of Summer, Make it Back to CT in One Piece, and Am Ready to Take on July with All I Got Left in Me

The trip back to CT started to see a dip in temperatures around Albany, only to resurface again once hitting Connecticut. It read about 102 the entire time afterwards. At 8 pm, it was still 92 degrees, and although I saw thunder bumpers building in all directions, they all went south and north from here. With highs in the 70s tomorrow, I know something needs to break the stagnant air. 

Maybe it just breaks. I don't know.

I finished The Brave by James Bird on the way back and am halfway through We Were Liars by E. Lockhart. Love the ways both writers write, although their styles are miles apart from one another. Different craft and remarkable talent, both. I told Chitunga I wanted to drive for four more hours to finish We Were Liars, but I figured out how to get my phone app to play on indoor speakers, so I can listen while I cook and clean most days.

The lawn needed mowing, but there was no way I was going to do that last night. I simply made a sandwich, remained in low-key mode, and decided not to sweat any of this out if I don't have to (although choosing NOT to walk Karal seems harsh...but it remained too hot for a dog walk, even for me and my Kentucky mindset). 

I also went to campus last night to get materials delivered so I would make use of the evening hours in preparation for the 158 hours in the month ahead...

...what I do for love...what I do for love...

Okay, back to my cerebral game...edits are all in, now for the play-by-play of five weeks of CWP traditions!