Hil can you go to an air conditioned chain bookstore with comfy chairs?
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Hil can you go to an air conditioned chain bookstore with comfy chairs?
That's what I've done a few times this week. Yesterday, I went to the supermarket and, after finding the things I needed, just walked up and down the freezer aisle a few times, which helped me feel better some. I'm thinking about going out to dinner, but I don't really like going to restaurants alone. Just sitting there waiting for the food is boring.
Just sitting there waiting for the food is boring.
Bring a book.
I'm trying to drink a lot of water, but I'm still getting headachey.
Didn't someone here recommend putting your sheets in the freezer during hideously hot conditions?
Just sitting there waiting for the food is boring.
Bring a book.
Also? It's air conditioned. Only you can decide what you dislike more: (1) heatstroke or (2) having to wait in an air conditioned restaurant for people to bring you food you didn't have to cook or shop for.
Ooh, or you could sit there and pretend you're the Queen of England, and everyone in the restaurant are your subjects.
I can try that. I still feel weird reading at the table, since, when I was a kid, that was Not Allowed, but I guess feeling weird is better than feeling bored.
I was thinking about going to a Memorial Day thing in a nearby town -- they claim to be the town that invented Memorial Day -- but I was looking at what was going on, and part of it is that they're giving out various civic awards, and the award for education is going to a "science" museum that has in their mission statement that they teach that the Creator is behind everything and they don't teach theories as facts, so I decided that was probably not the place for me. (Also, it didn't look too interesting. The announcement said that WWII reenactors would bivouac on the grounds of the military museum, and I got excited for a minute when I thought bivouac might mean parachute, but then I looked it up, and it turns out it just means sleep in tents.)
Ooh, or you could sit there and pretend you're the Queen of England, and everyone in the restaurant are your subjects.
You're telling me that people don't do this on a regular basis? Huh.
OK, I got dressed. I'll go to Barnes and Noble first, and get a magazine, then go to the Thai restaurant.
Water and ice in a big pan - stick your feet in. Works for me when it is really hot