|Enjoy your own spa!|
|Despite the humidity, we're suffering from a drought|
Back to the point: yesterday was like a sauna. I was soaked within 15 minutes of walking out the door. But, I stayed out, although my spa fashion statement was long pants, and long-sleeved shirt, ear protection and a hat--which leads me to the second spa treatment: the tanning bed.
|The tanning tractor|
Four hours later--with cooling stops for our ancient air-cooled Yanmar tractor, and for its driver-- I stepped into a tepid shower and treated my skin and hair to moisturizers. My next stop was a ceiling fan--set to hurricane category two, at least--and a comfortable chair, a good book, and a glass of ice-cold lemonade.
A little weight training may be in order, too, as I need to move a compost tumbler to its permanent location. A few plants need repotting so a mud treatment for my hands could be a possibility, as well. The list goes on and on.
By now you're convinced I've lost my mind (which is a distinct possibility). Every one of the things I've described could be labeled as "chores." As "chores," they could be tiresome, and unpleasant. But it's more fun to play this little game with myself.
So, I'm having a "spa" summer. Won't you join me?
What's happening at your spa?