Hot Weather

As I think about what to write about the hot weather, I'm aware that probably everyone reading this is also suffering from hot weather. There's no reason for the heat to feel so specific to us, so dramatic, but it does feel that way.  Every summer I think, wow, it couldn't possibly be hotter anywhere in the world, ever. Though I'd take heat over cold in a second.

Here's our version of 100-degree life.

River swimming. We live just a couple blocks from the Spokane River, and we've got a favorite swimming spot which includes a little beach area, a wonderful climbing tree, and rarely any other people. To be perfectly honest, it's part of a sort of creepy park known for sex offenders, people camping out, and nudies (hey, it sounds like Pa'ia!).... BUT it's pretty, and there are plenty of people tubing and kayaking down the river, so it feels safe. We go with some friends from our church/neighborhood/block, a couple of whom are only 21 and always up for having fun. :)

I love seeing Isaac playing in water--climbing into absolutely the highest branch and back-flipping off without any hesitation. He's like a dog (in the BEST possible way), totally beside himself with joy and completely adorable. My earliest memory of Isaac: We're on a hike with mutual friends. He's wearing leaves wrapped around his head and is pretending to be an ancient Hawaiian king. He climbs up a vine into a tree and flips off--never just jumps--into a waterfall pool. So much of our lives has changed since we first met, but in this way he's still the same, and it's fun to see him find his old self again. I also love seeing how impressed our friends are, without fail. ;)

House sitting. Our friends Niels and Karly were gone for a week, so we got to stay at their house, which has AC! It was glorious. I don't think we realized quite how glorious it was until we got back to our 90-degree apartment and spent the next several hours (until about midnight) trying to stay cool. The trick is keeping the windows and curtains closed during the day and opening them all up at night, but still it's approximately the same temp inside as it is out. We sleep on the living room futon under the fan, all the windows open, listening to a fun group of people sing (shout? howl? yodel?) across the street.

Working. This past week the Global Neighborhood staff have been on vacation (it's a couple who runs the nonprofit), so Isaac has been managing their thrift store. We get to experience for the first time what it would be like if one of us had a 9-5 sort of job, and it makes me appreciate how much time we actually do get to spend together, even if during the school year it mostly revolved around homework. I think he's really enjoying interning with GN. He developed a business model thing for selling merchandise online, and he's training a couple refugees who work there how to do it. He gets to do two things he's really good at: look for the value/profit in things and work with people.

My job at the Writers' Center is super minimal, only 8 hours a week. It's pretty dead for the summer. I'm trying to figure out how to gracefully transition from being the graduate assistant (20 hours a week in what was essentially an assistant director position) to being a Responder (their word for tutor) with only a few hours a week to get stuff done. I'm working at passing off projects to other people, but it seems impossible for anything to get done with a bunch of staff and no point person (especially when I used to be the point person). It's a weird situation, and I still feel like I'm doing a lot more than my coworkers, to the point of being kind of panicky about getting things done, at times. But really, for $20 an hour, I'd rather be working hard than just sitting around waiting for students to come in!

Also, I love being on a college campus during the summer! It's so quiet, the staff and faculty are more relaxed, and all the fun little reading nooks are free. Ahhh.