It’s Not The Heat, It’s The Stupidity.

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.

5 Comments to “It’s Not The Heat, It’s The Stupidity.”

  1. By cheesefairy, July 31, 2009 @ 7:38 am

    Totally. We have the stupidy (won’t correct that, just to prove my point)(also it reminds me of the phrase “stupidy-head”) out here too and also the craaaaaanky. I went to the park yesterday afternoon and was delighted to learn that I am NOT the bitchiest mother in the neighbourhood, not even close.


    Also the house is so awesome, isn’t it? I kind of want to camp out there and be their giant, adopted third child.

  2. By Beth, July 31, 2009 @ 1:33 pm

    Some of the awesomnocity of the house is because of the work of the awesome friends.

  3. By Liz, July 31, 2009 @ 8:24 pm

    Clara, I will be their adopted fourth child. God, the cranky was in the air like a miasma, wasn’t it?
    Beth, that’s the point of having friends: To help with the big stuff! Well, one of the points anyway. There’s also the laughter and the counseling and whatnot. But I guess that’s part of the big stuff, too. So.

  4. By stephanie, August 4, 2009 @ 7:56 pm

    Heat makes me sloppy and sad.

  5. By Arwen, August 4, 2009 @ 10:59 pm

    Y’all are welcome to be our giant adopted children. I’d never have to tell you to use a fork or stop kicking each other. Or at least, rarely.

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