It was one of those super-duper hot saturdays. One of those days where you woke up with PJ’s stuck to your body with sweat. It was so hot that you could stretch the tar on the street and it would squish like a melting marshmallow. It was so hot that when you went outside you would cook like a strawberry in the oven unless you had sunscreen on. You would quickly shrivel up and die. One on those days where all you wanted to do was swim in the pool. Nothing less and nothing more. You couldn’t walk across the pool without shoes on. One of those days that you didn’t want to sit on your seat in the car because it might burn your tush if it's been in the sun. One of those days where you really wish that you didn’t have a baseball game. One of those days when your neighborhood feels like a desert. But I had to get up anyway in the smoldering heat. Our A/C was running full boar and it sounded like a bucking bull but the thermometer stills read 85.
I went to take a shower. When I hopped in I practically had a heart attack or whatever. We were using so much energy for the A/C that our water heater shut down. I hopped out of the cold water, dried off, and got dressed still feeling like an Ice cube. I didn’t know what was worse. Being too hot or too cold. As I’m walking upstairs I realize something's off. I couldn’t pick out quite what it was so I …show more content…
The killer, the baseball game. Down in Florida we always have our baseball games unless it is truly storming. One time it was like 200 degrees out and a kid got super woozy while he was running the bases and almost ran out to the right field fence before the coach caught him and got him some water. It was really funny how he wobbled in my opinion but coach didn’t think so, so when we were laughing he barked at us to stop and we all did. We always did, whenever someone didn’t listen they would have to run along the back fence until he said
I went to take a shower. When I hopped in I practically had a heart attack or whatever. We were using so much energy for the A/C that our water heater shut down. I hopped out of the cold water, dried off, and got dressed still feeling like an Ice cube. I didn’t know what was worse. Being too hot or too cold. As I’m walking upstairs I realize something's off. I couldn’t pick out quite what it was so I …show more content…
The killer, the baseball game. Down in Florida we always have our baseball games unless it is truly storming. One time it was like 200 degrees out and a kid got super woozy while he was running the bases and almost ran out to the right field fence before the coach caught him and got him some water. It was really funny how he wobbled in my opinion but coach didn’t think so, so when we were laughing he barked at us to stop and we all did. We always did, whenever someone didn’t listen they would have to run along the back fence until he said