I took a bath before going to the outlet mall yesterday but by the time I got back to the car I was like, OH GOD I better get home and take another bath ASAP. I hadn't even walked around as much as I wanted to, but it was so hot that I couldn't keep going.
It's so hot that I don't even feel like going to the beach. I mean, at my size, I rarely feel like going to the beach anymore, but I still do it. To be honest, I prefer the beach in March and December down here. The tourists are gone and it's usually pleasant to be out there then.
On Thursday it's supposed to be in the high 90s. That's the day I'm driving to Ohio to see some family so I'm excited to get out of these disgusting temps.
When I'm independently wealthy, I'm doing summers in the north and winters in the south.