Oh the Humidity.

This begins the part of the summer where I go into hibernation and stay inside until around October. Christmas music will be played in abundance, in hopes of the happy relief that fall and winter bring during this indoor period. Summer is not my favorite season out East, (Or South, and even parts of North and West). Mostly because of this phenomenon called humidity. A mystery of natural science that I never understood until I moved from Colorado to Florida. (Okay, maybe not a mystery to actual meteorologists.) I already dislike heat, but add water to the air and you have one grouchy Ex-Colorado girl wishing she never left in the first place. (There are a lot of “You did this to me” arguments to the husband during this season, sorry Dan)

While I don’t think that I will ever get used to living in a tropical environment (don’t even get me started on the bugs) I did learn some new things about myself through humidity:

• I have curly hair.
• I can sweat off the tip of my nose.
• I have really curly hair. (woah)
• It makes me a grinch.

We’ve had record rainfall out here in our corner of the world this month. It’s something I wish I could send to my sweet Colorado, and it’s neighboring states as they battle wildfires. It has been a constant state of warm and muggy here. And since my house is an older house, the mugginess has started to creep inside. *Cue grouchypants* Is there no relief?!?

Yesterday, I broke down and bought a dehumidifier. Dan thinks it is has a placebo affect on me. Whatever. I can see the water that it is collecting, and believe it or not, my house feels more comfortable. (Meaning, I am not sweating out of every pore in a 75 degree house) If I am not sweating, I am happy and it was worth the money. Money that I was reluctant to spend, but if it makes the summer easier to deal with, I’ll take it.

Just so we’re clear, I am locking myself indoors until further notice. And feeling incredibly homesick.