It's really hot in Phoenix.
I knew this of course, not a revelation...after all, I have visited Phoenix many times in the summer and exclaimed "It's really hot here!" at least once per hour for the duration of my visit.
Until last week, I had never visited Phoenix with the intention of living there myself. Interesting how just the slightest little shift in perspective changes everything.
Perspective is worth 80 IQ points.
-- Alan Kay
So when my husband sent me a text this morning saying:
"it's 114 degrees today, Darling --
hurry and sell the house
so you can come and live with me in hell..."
I had to laugh, but I also had to look out the window and sort of appreciate the "for sale" sign on my lawn, swinging gently in the breeze of an 80 degree blue Minnesota sky under a green canopy of leaves shading an even greener lawn...
Life ain't half bad.