This could quite possibly be the best day of the year so far. It's sunny, not humid, not too warm, allergens seems to be minimal, and wow, it's really sunny. I couldn't help but get more, so I jumped in the hot tub.
One of my friends asked me yesterday if that made sense in the summer, and I told her absolutely. I tend to turn it down to about 98 or 99 degrees when it's warm, so it's around your body temperature. When it's really hot, 96 or 97 feels down right refreshing. I never thought that the variation across five degrees would feel so different. I never turn it up even near the max, which on mine is 104. Even 101 seems to make you sweat and it gets uncomfortable.
This makes me realize that I think I would want a pool if I lived in Florida. I know that's enormous additional expense, but I realized while staying at Diana's dad's house that it totally makes sense down there. I'd probably prefer it instead of a hot tub.
But for now, the tub is like a tiny pool you can't swim in. Yet another way for me to justify something that I had enormous purchase regret over. At first, anyway.
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