I knew I would be hot this summer. (After all, that metaphor about having a bun in the oven had to come from some nugget of truth.) But I didn’t expect to be this hot! I have spent the better part of these 90 degree days convincing myself that it was mostly in my head…that this weather wasn’t that bad…

I felt validated when I saw this headline in the Star Tribune today:

Sweatin’ out the summer: Impressively oppressive: The fifth-warmest July came with record misery measurements

“July was the fifth-hottest July on record in the Twin Cities. Thanks to copious rain and humidity, the midsummer discomfort approached epic proportions, even without record-setting temperatures. August usually brings some relief, but Monday’s downpours and dew points didn’t seem to reverse any trends. And for better or worse, summer’s a long way from over.”

Yet another reason to say, “Hurry up, October!”