HUMIDITY IN THE DESERT

Humidity is the amount of water vapor in the air. Where I live in Arizona, our humidity can be as low as 10%.





Today it is over 50%





This obviously is nothing compared a 93-degree dew point temperature was recorded once on the Persian Gulf - a 95-degree day, with 95% humidity.





But for us desert animals, it feels like walking through water.

GOING BACKWARDS?

I have the art of procrastination honed down to almost perfection.



I can put off even the simplest matters for an obscene amount of time, even when it is something I don't even really mind doing. It just sometimes is more fun to wait until the situation has become sort of a crisis.



And, of course, part of the human tendency to delay seems to come from the completely illogical and vain hope that the task will somehow vanish.



It's amazing how we let something which we choose to do (or rather, NOT do) affect our stress level. With me, at least, it getS to the point where if the task had simply been done when originally presented, I would have avoided tension headaches, worried stomach AND the constant concern wearing me down.



Can you tell that I have a stack of items right next to my keyboard which I am avoiding?

BLOOD THAT EVEN A VAMPIRE WOULD REFUSE

I freely admit to being a wimp about a lot of things - however, I am going to tell you about just a couple (I do have a little pride).

Like I hate camping. I love the concept of being and sleeping outdoors in the mountains or at the beach

Except for one small item:

Plumbing.

I am just a little fanatical about washing my hands, and hand sanitizer just doesn't feel like enough. Although I certainly wished I had invested heavily in Purell right before H1N1 (the flu previously known as swine) got into the news.

And I think having a ceramic toilet indoors as opposed to crapping in the woods goes with mentioning (and you don't wish I hadn't?!).

I do love lying on top of a sleeping bag, looking up at the endless stars... but only when it's about 82 degrees outside.

That's my main weakness - I can't stand cold.

Everyone argues the point that in theory it's easier to bundle up against cold, and that you can only strip down to your skin when it's hot.

Well, that may be true for the rest of the world, but it doesn't work for me. Once it's less than 82 degrees, it's cold. Regardless of how many layers I wrap around myself.

 

Right now it's 28 degrees - so you guess how I am doing right now.