What I Am Doing: Watching The Martian under the cooling breeze of my AC.
Because when the clinic AC is on the fritz and the entirety of the staff is sweltering at ~85 degrees in the middle of the closed-in treatment room, coming home to an equally hot apartment is more than this girl can handle. I do honestly try to not use the AC before mid-June/early-July, but I caved today and asked Dad to help me get the unit in the window.
The installation is just in time to make sure my cats don't bake while I'm gone for the weekend--Florida bound for the birthday--since apparently, we have a heat wave. I know it's always hot as hell over Memorial Day weekend but it was 83 degrees in my door-closed, black-out-curtains-closed 200sq studio apartment at 6pm. Which also makes me worry about how hot it's going to be at the condo. :/ A secret: I hate snow, but I hate humidity even more and when combined with the high temps down there, I have a feeling that I'll be spending a lot of the weekend in a pool or in air conditioned places.
At least, if I'm inside, though, I'm likely to have my laptop with me and able to do some writing. In between more homework.
One day I'll be done with school. One day.