I’ll start by saying that I really hate summer here in Sydney. It’s sweaty, muggy, humid and just wrong and evil. I truly think that the Devil himself was allowed to invent humidity. Only someone that evil could invent something that is so horrid and soul-destroying.
Yesterday was almost 50 degrees Celsius (about 120 in Fahrenheit). I had to stay still in the dark loungeroom with the curtains closed and air con on just to stay alive. If I lived by the beach it would be fine. But no. I live in sweltering suburban hell. Spent most of the day watching Alf repeats because I couldn’t even concentrate to read or write.
This is something I wrote last night delirious and dehydrated:
I hate summer. Its brutal. Exhausted all day. Doesn’t matter how much I drink, still not enough. Still sweat, face hot, exhausted. Humid steals all my energy. Just another reason why I hate it here and why I need to move. I don’t fear hell, I live in it every summer day. I really think humid is a punishment.
What makes it worse is when people obsess over it. “It’s a hot one”. Really? “It’s a scorcher”. Yeah thanks drama queen. Seriously, if you hate the heat, stop obsessing about the temperature!
I swear endless snow would be better. At least then I could control my temp with clothes and blankets and be comfortable, but the humid robes you of choice and energy and water.
I fainted a few years ago after an operation I had in summer, so now bf and me are scared of that happening again.
I will spend today rehydrating with lemonade ice blocks and weak cordial, maybe Hydralyte.
So glad its cooler today 
http://www.hydralyte.com/why-hydralyte
Powerade saves me from dehydration! Heat sucks,
I don’t really like powerade or sports drinks. I know the Hydralyte company makes sports drink version, but it’s lemon & lime.
I’m just glad its cooler today. I even walked to the shop without melting and bought a cake pop.