Today is the official first day of summer. Which seems a little anticlimactic, as around these parts it’s already felt like summer for awhile. But this is also the first real week we’ve been hitting the nineties, and it’s expected to stay that way, so I guess it is fitting. This morning I got up early to run outside—seven a.m. sharp!—and it was already kind of steamy and 75 degrees. But this is summer in North Carolina. You have to EMBRACE the heat, and humidity. Because June is hot, but July is worse. And August…well, let’s just not think about August yet. It’s better that way.
Today is also the longest day of the year, which is a good thing because I have a ton of stuff to do. This is SUPPOSED to be the time of year that I laze around, drinking glasses of iced tea and reading and taking naps under the fan, but somehow, that is not how it’s going right now. Instead, I’m running around crazybusy, trying to fit entirely too many things into a schedule that is already jam packed. I remember when (nostalgia alert!) I was actually BORED in the summer, sitting around waiting for something to happen. Remember that? Now, all I want is one totally empty day where I don’t have to answer the phone or run errands or have any kind of plan. I want to be plan-less, listless, eating cookies and reading magazines and watching the temperature rise. I’m starting to think, though, that in order to have a day like that, I DO have to plan it. Like it just won’t happen otherwise. Kind of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it?
In other news, Friday I head off to New Orleans for ALA, and I’m excited but also a little apprehensive. I’ve been reading a lot about the rebuilding of the city after Katrina, and how slow it’s going, even all these months later, and it just seems kind of wrong to be going down to go to cocktail parties and events and banquets when there’s still so much struggle going on there. At the same time, everyone says that tourist revenue is what the city needs, so it’s hard to know how to feel. I’ve never been to New Orleans before, although I always wanted to. I know it’s a beautiful city, with so much incredible history, but I have to wonder how much all the Katrina coverage I watched (and I watched a LOT) will color what I see there. At any rate, ALA is always a lot of fun—thousands of librarians: you can’t go wrong!—so it should be a good time. And I know this: it will be HOT, hotter than here. Whew!
Finally, speaking of traveling, I have confirmed dates for the two readings I’m doing in Cape Cod at the end of July. (Yeah, I know, it’s kind of far off, but someone asked me to post them, and I aim to please. Just jot them down on a post it note and then promptly lose it: that’s what I do, anyway.) I’ll be at the Brewster Bookstore in Brewster, MA on July 25th at 10 am (before it gets hot) and then Eight Cousins in Falmouth, MA on the 27th at 7pm (after it cools down!). So come out if you can. Then again, it doesn’t get hot up there like it does here, which I always forget until I step out of Logan Airport and do NOT feel a wall of Southern-style humidity whack me in the face. Ahhh. So nice.
Okay, enough complaining about the heat. It’s only the first day of summer, after all. But in August, all bets are off….