Because life is rich, the hottest days of the year mount as we prepare to move. Just want to flop over sack out, but must keep packing. The bummer part is that the heat wave really kicked in as I applied the final layer of acrylic to the floors. The idea is to let it pool up, then let gravity work out the irregularities and bubbles as it dries. But in the heat, it dries faster, i.e. with imperfections. Not terrible, just not the icing on the cake I was hoping for. Tomorrow expected to challenge Oakland’s all-time record of 103 degrees.
Tilting at windmills for a better tomorrow.