I'm not normally one to complain about the weather. I usually enjoy the summer a bit more than I do cold weather. But this. Even I am actually looking forward to Fall, which I usually dread as the end to Summer. I put things off and tell myself, "As soon as it gets a bit cooler..." And so, things pile up and overwhelm, and the bad feelings come. The worst part is I know the proper procedure to combat this is to endure the heat a small bit at a time and continue to complete the physical work that needs to be done. This would benefit me physically and psychologically. It's the promise of pain and dread that immobilizes me. And since I know, "No pain, no gain," I beat myself up for wussing out.
It is time. No, it is waaaay past time for a change.