Oh my is it hot. I am almost dead from the hot, to use a locution more commonly seen on Cute Overload.

Seriously - walking out to, and then back from my car when I went home to lunch (and came back here) was all the time I want to spent outdoors.

We might get some relief the end of this week, if a tropical depression in the Gulf actually becomes a storm. On the one hand, I hate the thought of wishing a storm/hurricane on anyone. But on the other hand - dead from the hot.

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I am still working on the (expletives deleted) soil assessments. Last week I was all "oh, it's a project where I know what I'm doing! It's tedious, but it's "tedious" I know how to do! La la la!" Because it was a change from hitting the brick wall of "I need to do this but I can't get it to work and none of the backdoor ways I can think of have worked!" So I was all excited to have something straightforward to work on.

Not any more.

I dreamed about it last night. I tend to feel that when you dream about a research task, you are probably spending too much time in a given day on it. (I also used to see "visions" of the plants I identified in the field the previous day, back when I was doing the prairie surveys).

I am probably 3/4 of the way done with it but I do not think I have the energy to complete it today.