It didn't take long for things to heat up in Salem, wow! And boy is it hot in my upstairs half of this old house. I'm telling ya, just sitting still produces sweat. It's miserable, like over 100 degrees of misery inside and around 82 degrees outside. I have quickly figured out that living here through the summer will be impossible without one of those portable AC units. I've already price checked them and I'm looking at 400 bucks for one that will properly fend off the invasive heat. My plan is to resell the sofa and love seat (hopefully over the weekend to a coworker) and use the money to buy the AC. It's so hot I'm falling asleep while typing this. I have a box fan situated about 8 feet away and it feels like a dog panting on me. There are zero shade trees here and the sun is baking this house from the outside in. I am being cooked.
Here's the furniture set that I bought and can't use:
I had planned on writing a much longer blog, but this heat truly is unbearable. I'm going to jump in the shower and head on down to Ringo's (my favorite bar) for trivia night. I will drink many beers, play trivia, shoot a few games of pool and enjoy the hell out of their AC the whole time I'm there. If any of you are locals, by all means come on down. The first and last pitcher is on my tab and I'll rack 'em, you crack 'em. See you there.