I have to agree with almost everything that I wrote1 a year ago: Leaving aside the geopolitics of the past month and year, this has been a very hot summer and we still have another month and a half to go before more temperate weather will arrive. I find the constant heat (most days between 32°C and 36 °C at 12 pm) extremely debilitating and I postpone my evening walk until 7 pm, when the sun is lower in the sky although it's still around 30°C. I'm not grumpy; it's just the constant heat that is reducing my mental capacity.
Healthwise I'm fine as is my wife. On the positive side, my youngest grand-daughter started walking a few weeks ago, and we are promised a grandson by the end of the year.
I have given in my notice at work: another year and I'm done. I will be 70, and enough is enough. My first thought this morning upon waking was 'one more year and I escape the tyranny of the phone alarm'.
I really don't feel my age. Life seems to be like swimming lengths: the first few are pleasurable, then there's a bit of a slog trying to get into rhythm, and then suddenly I discover that I've swum all the lengths that I intended to swim, and didn't notice them passing me by (yesterday I swam 24 lengths and wasn't tired afterwards).
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