Wow! It has been almost three months since my last post. I can hardly believe it. And I can't really explain it. It is not that I don't have things to report, I do. It is not that I don't have things to say, I do. It is not that I haven't done anything that I found fun or interesting (at least to me), I did.
I am not sure how to explain it other than my self-imposed blogging sabbatical seemed to coincide with the arrival of humidity in New York City. I am not going to cite that often cited phrase because everyone knows it damn well is the humidity. And never having lived in humidity before, I haven't really experienced it before. Oh, I have been on vacation to some very, very humid places. In fact when we went to Asia a few years ago, we were one big, happy, sweaty family. So we know humidity. But vacationing in humidity and living in humidity are two different things. When you are vacationing in humidity, a cocktail in your hand every hour or 1 1/2 hours is perfectly acceptable. When you are living in humidity, having a cocktail in your hand almost continuously is fodder for neighborhood gossip and inevitable liver failure. So my usual coping mechanisms for dealing with the humidity aren't going to work here. I tried keeping up my normal routine. I walk almost every morning in Central Park and I really love that. But it is typically more humid early morning then later morning so I started walking a little bit later in the morning which kind of threw my day off. I am not sure why it is more humid in the a.m. but it is. Not that there is no humidity but trust me, you know the difference between 86% humidity and 65% humidity. I told someone recently that it is like taking a shower with a sweater on and leaving the wet sweater on for the rest of the hot, muggy afternoon. It envelopes you. It drains you. It leaves you feeling a little less energized or creative. Which is why I probably didn't blog as much.
There you have it, I am a delicate flower. SHUT UP!!!! I AM TOO A DELICATE FLOWER!!! More blogging to come later. Unless it gets too hot. . . or too cold. . . or too windy. . .
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