Heat and hot flashes

It's been pretty darned hot here -- we've broken the heat record with three digit temperatures several times. And July and August are typically hotter than June. Sunday and Monday were 100 or so, and yesterday hit a high of 95. We have an air conditioned house, but the kitchen is poorly ventilated and the a/c can only do so much.

I've also been dealing with hot flashes since Friday -- big ones that leave me feeling nauseated. Heat plus hot flashes is definitely not fun. The hot flashes are definitely worse now than they have been; I do think that it's the Tamoxifen.

So last night after 11 pm, it was finally cool enough to deal with the kitchen. We turned on a fan in the dining area and pointed it into the tiny, narrow kitchen space. I proceed to slice carrots, break apart broccoli florets, slice green onions, make a balsamic vinaigrette, cook tortellini and spaghetti, and make a tortellini balsamic salad and a peanut noodle salad. I enlisted Hubby's assistance to mix up the salads, and at the end of the second pasta salad, I rather stopped functioning. Fortunately, despite the hour, Hubby was still up, and he stirred the peanut noodle salad up while I wilted. I slunk out of the extremely hot kitchen, feeling rather unhappy that I hadn't been able to finish the second salad.

Then I realized that in the space of an hour, I'd essentially made two full meals. I let Hubby put the second salad away and came back in here and laid down in front of the a/c vent and relaxed.

And I don't have to cook today or tomorrow -- Doug is supposed to avoid cheese, hence the peanut noodle salad. Everything should be chilled and ready to eat today.