Disclaimer: I am a born and raised Southern Californian, so I realize that my “heat” is nothing compared to other states. That being said, if you are in the Midwest or other crazy hot states, feel free to send me hate mail. I will understand.
I am a happy, easygoing person 99% of the time. It takes a lot to make me upset or grumpy. That 1% when I am rattled is most likely caused by an increase in the temperature.
When it gets hot, I LOSE it. I go full-on Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde and transform into an evil, screaming person. Not pretty. Heat is the worst. I would rather be frozen cold because you can always layer up with clothes and blankets, but there are only so many clothes that you can take off. Ugh.
The only thing getting me through these EVIL, disgustingly hot days are frozen grapes or (as my oldest calls them) “ice grapes”. I keep a giant bowl in the freezer constantly during the summer months. God bless Costco and their huge box of grapes.
Can you tell I don’t have A/C or a pool? 😉