The heat has done its thing, turned me into a puddle of mush, given me a headache, and reduced my productivity to near zero. I’m not sure how my mother and sister can stand having their house so hot (oh yes, they do have ac – they just choose not to set it at a reasonable temperature), but then, Mom is 96 so productivity isn’t in the cards for her anyway.
My first chore this morning is returning the electronic items we bought yesterday in our effort to give them TV, once again. Turns out, no surprise to me, that a new TV is not going to be acceptable for my mother (though she’s been lamenting the lack of TV for nearly a year). We got the old one working again with a new control box and bunny ears that my sister had purchased with no idea how to use. This cracks me up. She actually had previously bought several types of antennas, not knowing which would work or how to work them. She also bought a new TV, but like I said, Mom wasn’t having any part of that new fangled thing in her living room.
The (old) TV sits on a forty plus year old record player in the living room that stretches nearly the length of the picture window. It hasn’t played a record in close to twenty years, but they think it is pretty. It does hold a ton of junk and DVD’s on top of it, so I suppose it is useful. Yes, I’m being sarcastic. This is what the heat does to me. Mom has lost all hearing in one ear, so I’m not sure she is going to be able to hear any TV unless we get a giant sound bar, and she won’t have any part of that in her living room either. It all makes me rethink the wisdom of living a healthy life style.
and so it goes…