A good-bye to summer (PLEASE?!!!)

I’ve been rather silent regarding Denver’s weather. There is a reason for that. I have renamed my city the Devil’s Summer Home.

Usually by late-August, the temperatures are cooling down and the nights are glorious. What we’ve endured as of late? Record-breaking 95+-degree weather.

Miserable doesn’t quite summarize me.

I have been surprisingly proficient during the day. I would wake up early, go biking or hiking, play outside with the kids and then stay holed up indoors in the afternoon or go to a water feature somewhere.

What has really been kicking my butt have been the evenings. When it’s this hot, the temperatures don’t cool down, rendering out ceiling fan (which usually cools the house) useless. Our air-conditioning unit is too small for our house so our upstairs is a sauna. In a perfect world, I’d leave our bedroom window open but alas, we live near a train track and the whistle keeps me up all night.

Oh, did I mention it’s allergy season and the field of weeds behind our house?

I’ve been waking up between 3:30-4:30 a.m. every morning and wander around like a zombie for the rest of the day.

On the final day before school started, it was 100 degrees so I announced to the kids we were going to our favorite secret watering hole off Ralston Creek. Here are the kids last year:

Here are the kids this year.As it turns out, it was the perfect reprieve with plenty of creek-wading, log-scaling and tree climbing with our besties Sean and Alex.

I’m counting this blog post as my official end to summer.