We are in the middle of a heat wave.
Tuesday was maybe the worst, because we were on a tight schedule. At any rate, I thought we were. There’s nothing more infuriating than wanting to get someplace on time and being with someone who just doesn’t seem all that concerned. Then we got to the parking lot, which is only a one block walk from our house but it’s a hell of a long block, and she’d forgotten the car keys.
So, I ran back to the flat, but the keys weren’t where she’d said they were and…I’d left my phone in the bag, which was with her at the parking lot. So, I ran back and, after a little bit of yelling and screaming, she explained to me again where the keys were. So I ran back and this time I found them, they were on A bookcase, just not the one she’d said. Well, I was sweating like a pig when I got back and in a pretty foul mood.
“I’m not driving anywhere unless you stop yelling at me! Well, she who holds the keys holds the power, so I shut up.
Traffic was horrible, so we were late picking Sam up from school, but once we got going I calmed down a bit and with the windows all rolled down we had a nice breeze and were driving through very pretty country, rolling farmland. We were about half an hour late to our appointment, which was to look at a cottage I would like to buy, for our language school.
I quite liked the place. She didn’t much.
Then, it took a lot longer to drive to Sam’s football game than we thought because, in an effort to avoid going back into Prague and out again, we circumnavigated the whole damned city.
Sam’s team got a thrashing, 6-1, but I was proud of them anyway. They kept playing hard right till the end. The bad thing was that you could either sit in the shade, at the tables outside the little snack stand that they seem to have at all these sports fields, or you could watch the game.
Then, my wife suggested IKEA for dinner. I wasn’t that keen, actually, but once the kids heard the suggestion, there was no turning back. Actually, I quite like eating at IKEA. The food’s not bad, the prices are reasonable, there’s unlimited coffee and it is kid friendly. The problem with IKEA is that my wife absolutely can’t go there without buying something. (and she didn’t)
So, I was still hot and somewhat irritable and then it started to rain. And oh, my god, it poured. It was dangerous to drive, the visibility was so low. Wipers didn’t help much, because a solid wave of water hit the windshield between each swish. We were really glad when we pulled into the parking garage.
When we left, about an hour and a half later, the water in the garage was ankle deep and we had to take off our shoes to get into the car. But at least it wasn’t hot anymore.
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