The problem with the heat is it makes me dumb. I’m serious. I’ve lost maybe 30 IQ points at times, and let me tell you, I am missing my brain.
On Tuesday, Dave at Tremblay asked me, “So you want this Mazda 3 now?” And I could not tell him the answer. I was like, Do I? Do I have time? Where is Kits Beach from here? What does it look like?
Today, driving to Arwen’s fantastic new house, I forgot where Cambie Street was. Um. Cambie is a main artery in this city. You don’t just misplace something like that.
Also, I forgot how to spell ‘Horseshoe’. It looked weird, and then there were too many esses. I just froze. In front of another ESL teacher as well. I felt like an idiot.
Another symptom of the dumb: This morning I woke up and thought I was going to keep on digging the drainage ditch I’m digging in my backyard. Um, no. I knew how hot it was yesterday. I knew how hot it was going to be today. Why did I think that digging in the backyard would be a good thing to do?
I know Vancouverites whinge a lot about the weather, and we shouldn’t complain. But I am a little worried. If the whole city is experiencing the heat-induced stupidity that I am, there are bound to be problems.