We survived the first (of many I am sure) HOT weekends here in Phoenix. Saturday's and Sunday's forecast were to be record breaking, 115 or 116 forecasted for Saturday with just a touch cooler on Sunday at possibly 113 degrees.
I have to tell you before we moved down here I had two concerns. How would we handle the extreme heat and tied in with it, how expensive would those electric bills be. I am not used to air conditioning going on in the middle of the night or in the early morning hours and we aren't extravagant with what we set the thermostat at (77-79 degrees depending). But if you consider that our backyard temperature one point last weekend was 118 degrees, the inside temp was 40 degrees cooler. Sounds weird, doesn't it, but its the truth.
I won't lie and say it wasn't hot because it was HOT. But we planned accordingly. Shifted schedules around so we weren't out in the middle of the days when it was the warmest. We vegged a lot and hydrated a lot and I tried not to cringe every time the air conditioner came on. You must remember, I lived in San Diego area where San Diego Gas and Electric was the 2nd highest utility company in the country (Southern Edison up the way in Temecula and other areas of Southern California was #1).
I thought a lot about my neighbors across the street. They diligently worked Saturday when it was close to 116 degrees. They weren't home until close to 7 p.m. Thankfully they didn't work the following day and one time when I peeked out the window, I did see pizzas being delivered to them. I thought of so many others out there working in the heat. The firefighters fighting a blaze. They said on the news, when interviewed, that they accommodate to the heat. Instead of working a 20-30 minute shift fighting a fire, they reduce it to 15-20 minutes to get some relief. I think of the postal service worker who delivers our mail, driving from mailbox to mailbox, getting out and putting the mail into our mail boxes. So many more out there doing the best they can dealing with the heat.
We had the little one Friday and Saturday evenings. Daughter in law went to San Diego to visit her niece to celebrate the niece's birthday. Son worked Friday and Saturday. We braved the elements, waited for the sun to go down, strapped little one in with his car seat and ventured out to the local mall to stroll leisurely in there in his stroller enjoying the cool air and the sites. He seemed to enjoy it.
We are in a desert. A desert is hot in the summer. We chose to relocate to a desert (what were we thinking????) But the time spent with the little one and the bonding we have done and will continue to do is pretty much worth it.
Just remind me of that.....when we get that next electric bill.......