battling the sun
The Academy every day this week and the sun is machine gun mean right now which means to even go outside during daylight hours I have to slather on about two pounds of sunscreen.
If I do not slather on two pounds of sunscreen I turn immediately calico everywhere sun hits me. This is in part because I am pale but also in part from once upon a time incautiously lighting a pilot light in a gas stove that had too much gas build up in it. Which gives you a fine new appreciation for eyebrows and also ever after your skin reacts a little faster to light and heat and not necessarily in a calm and serene way. Damn stove. Damn sun. Damn sunscreen.
The alternative is to wear lots of clothes that block sunlight. This, in summer heat, causes its own problems and if you pass out on the sidewalk from overheating there you are in the sun even longer while people helpfully remove your excess outer wear to “let you breathe” which really means let more sun hit you.
I am going to hide out inside all weekend and not even leave the loft till after the sun goes down.