While I’m grateful for the days of summer, the white fluffy clouds against an azure sky, and the feel of the sun on my upturned face, I despise the humidity. Humidity is not the friend of anyone with naturally curly hair as it creates a look that no one strives for with their hair. On humid days, my hair looks like one of those dandelions that has gone to seed and when you blow on it, you send the seeds scattering into the air. It doesn’t matter what products I put in my hair or when I put it in, my hair has a mind of its own thanks to this humidity. My friends are kind and tell me that it looks wild and untamed while my husband refers to it as big hair. I look in the mirror and question if I should even be seen in public with my frizzy mane. Ultimately, I do go out and I own the look wearing a smile knowing God blessed me with this poof of curly, frizzy hair.
While this weather wreaks havoc on my hair, it is also impacting me internally. Sadly, it has stalled my brain activity. I have much to do with the re-writing of three chapters, adding to Unfurling, and there is no clicking of my brain cylinders. It’s as if the sensors have overheated or stalled. In an attempt to kick-start my cranial activity, I climbed on the elliptical this morning. The huffing and puffing, oddly enough, got the brain sputtering now so I’m hopeful for a productive writing day. This post is a pretty good indication it’s going to be a decent day for writing. I admire writers that can sit and churn out the written word effortlessly day-after-day.
As we move into hotter days with the potential of even more humidity, stay cool and check in with me. You won’t see pictures of my untamed tresses but you may see an update to Unfurling or even more stories about my life. What does a hazy, hot, and humid day do for you?