These are the wise sayings of Solomon,
David’s son, Israel’s king—
Written down so we’ll know how to live well and right,
to understand what life means and where it’s going;
A manual for living,
for learning what’s right and just and fair;
To teach the inexperienced the ropes
and give our young people a grasp on reality.
There’s something here also for seasoned men and women,
still a thing or two for the experienced to learn—
Fresh wisdom to probe and penetrate,
the rhymes and reasons of wise men and women.
Summer has finally hit our part of the world. Since Thursday we haven’t had a day below 90°F, and our normal apartment-cooling strategy — which involves opening the windows up at night to get cool air in, and then shutting it up tight with blinds and drapes tightly closed during the day to keep cool air in — has completely failed us in the last few days. The low temperature hasn’t gotten much below 70°F for days now, and at night the humidity skyrockets to ? 90%, so the “cool” night air hasn’t done much for keeping our apartment bearable.
Last night we conceded a small defeat and slept downstairs rather than in the loft, which we estimated had reached an approximate temperature only a few degrees cooler than the surface of the sun. Unfortunately for us, the overnight low was 71°F and our apartment only “cooled off” to 79°F degrees, despite numerous fans and wide-open windows. Today the temperature is forecast to peak at 95°F, and I wilt at even the thought of trying to sleep through another night like last night.
We aren’t the only ones who can’t take the heat. Our margarine has slumped and melted in its dish, and this morning had started separating. I finally moved it into the fridge. If only I could move myself to the fridge for a while, too.