If I wanted to live in the Rainforest...
I am still recovering from the weekend. I was home late from a wedding we catered on Plum Island, all wound up, past midnight. 2 AM rolled around...yup, still oogling the ceiling. 5AM up with the critters. Another coffee-laden stumble around the neighborhood and a well-deserved nap later I was still narcoleptic. I think this is in part because I was dehydrated. When working an event time is crunched up, the heat was a factor (one of the guests kept telling us she was cold, so we had to close the door to the outside, making the kitchen very hot) and stopping to rehydrate is difficult at best. When I get dehydrated, the first thing to go is my brain. And, if you did not know this, the effects of dehydration can be felt up to 4 days later. So, yeah, sipping fluids and rest is the plan. Today's job du jour is dog walking, and I will try to stay juiced up and cool, as the 85 degree, 80 percent humidity and rain continues.
Like I said...rainforest. Perhaps I should don a loin cloth. That would certainly make me a welcomed sight in the corporate suburbs, eh? So Very Keen.
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