That Not-So-Fresh Feeling

Oh, you know that feeling...

I'm not talking about the Summer's Eve type of not-so-fresh feeling.

I'm talking about that feeling you have first thing in the morning. You know, when it's summer time and you wake up all sticky from the heat. Your mouth feels like you were sucking on a sneaker while you slept.

But, you're so groggy and it's still so hot that you just KNOW you aren't going to be able to force yourself into the shower. You're going to slump in your seat and fan yourself and think some arctic thoughts.

That's what I'm struggling with this morning.

I have to get up and get motivated and get moving. The teens want to go see their friends and I've got to be on point to supervise.

*snort*

I think I just tell myself I'm supervising while we ALL really know that they are being perfectly normal teens who are dodging me and doing whatever the hell they want.

I'm just there to minimize the potential destruction as much as I can.

But, that's a whole 'nother blog.

Right now I'm focusing on walking to the ice box to get myself something cold to drink. I can see the ice box from here... it's beautiful and tempting. It's just so far away...

Soon (I can feel it in my bones) the hope of feeling the ice cold quench of tea washing down my throat will win.

You know you're hot when you can feel a cold drink going down your esophagus all the way into your stomach. That's just freaky... and wrong!

And, heavenly.

Mmm... I think I'll get off of here and move to a seat that is closer to the ice box.

Baby steps, people. Baby steps!!