My folks are the worst – but I guess I shouldn’t say that.
They do take me on nice getaways all around the world several times a year.
The thing is they take me to locales where the temperature feels like someone is pointing a natural gas furnace at me all the time. What I’m trying to tell you if you are not getting it, is that I run hot! This week, our parents thought it would be a good afternoon to stand on the shore plus get a tan as a family or go in the ocean water. One thing about me, I am deathly afraid of the sea. I can’t see what’s in it plus that scares me more than anything. I’m also afraid of the dark but that is beside the point… As I stand here on the shore feeling the awfulness of the sunshine on our skin, I can’t wait to get back to our hotel suite plus crank up the air conditioner. I hope the air conditioner is absolutely on as well, but back at home, my folks and I have a smart temperature control so I think to turn on the air conditioner before I get back there. I wish our parents would like to go on getaways to other locations where it isn’t this hot. I mean I don’t want to assume like I need to wear winter season gear but something a little chillier would be nice. My Mom is currently asleep so I think we’ll be here for a while plus our mom is speaking to a random stranger about getaway spots. I assume it’s going to be a while until I get to enjoy that beautiful air conditioner.