It seems hard to believe that it was less than six months ago that I was trapped in my apartment during Snowmageddon, posting pictures of the ever-increasing piles of snow outside. I’m (mostly) housebound once again this weekend, but for exactly the opposite reason. Our record-breaking heat reaching new levels of steamy awfulness, and I decided after three hours of errands yesterday afternoon that I was staying inside for the rest of the weekend.*
One thing snow has going for it over heat is visual impact. The pictures I took during Snowmageddon were worth their proverbial thousand words in describing the situation. But because photos can’t capture the heat radiating off of everything, they do little to illustrate how miserable this record-breaking heatwave has been. I suppose I could have taken a self-portrait yesterday afternoon upon returning from Eastern Market, but I’m not sufficiently ego-free as to put a red-faced, sweat-soaked image of myself out there voluntarily.
And so, all I have to prove my point is bank thermostats: one from Dupont Circle (near my office) on Friday evening, and a second from 6th & Pennsylvania Ave SE (about 1/2 mile from home) yesterday afternoon.
Of course, it may all be coming to an end. We just had an epic thunderstorm, and the temperature has dropped about 25 degrees, to a perfectly lovely 75. Of course, the clouds are clearing and the sun is on its way back out, so it will be interesting to see how long it lasts.
* Before y’all castigate me for my heat wimpiness, remember that I don’t own a car, so three hours of errands includes several miles of walking – some of it schlepping grocery bags. I don’t often get to do the much more pleasant air-conditioned-car-to-air-conditioned-store routine, where time in the heat is determined only by the parking gods. Both heat and cold have a lot more impact when you’re outside for long periods of time.