By Kim Rossi
I live in Connecticut. The rectangular New England state that borders New York to the West, Massachusetts to the North and Rhode Island to the East. We are a coastal state, with a lovely view to Lawn G-EYEland across the sound about 17 miles. Some people swim it in a charity event. I do not swim it for charity or any other reason. I once took a ferry across to speak at an autism conference. No swimming involved.
So, New England. We are supposed to be hearty stock. No frills, LL Bean loving, frosty personality hearty stock. The temps have hit high 80s and low 90s this week. We've had a summer to rival any Southern state in the USA. "Triple H!" as Dick Albert, long time Boston weatherman used to say - HAZY, HOT, HUMID. I can not recall a summer this miserable. My hair looks like Phyllis Diller got into cat fight with Roseanne Rosanadanna and they BOTH LOST.
Most of our schools in my town do not have central air conditioning. My house does not have central air. People drive around with their windows down and long for the days when they could save $700 on a car by not getting AC as an upgrade. Swear to God. New England.
We have had 5 days of school so far, and three have been early release for HEAT. That's right. It's too HOT to go to school. Did you know that because of school shootings, many of our schools do not allow the windows to be opened? We're like cheap hotels here. Locked. Steamy. Smelly. I understand the problem. My daughter who is still in school does not. The half days are mighty appealing to her right now. She has "brunch" at about 10:00am and is home in time for lunch at 12:15pm.
I work from my home. By design. I could never work in an office. My girls' schedules are so chock full of meetings, updates, early release, late starts yadda yadda yadda that no office would have me. Even day programs have meetings galore. Some people do not understand this. Last winter we had nine snow days plus more late starts (2.5 hours!) than I can remember. Try telling a boss that you're coming in at 11:00am eleventy times a winter and see how long you have a job.
I hope the weather breaks soon. Before we all do. Here. In New England.
Kim Rossi is Managing Editor for Age of Autism.