I just got home from Texas, picking up my kid from his dance program.

Texas is hot. Even at 5 a.m. when we left for the airport, it was practically steamy outside. And my kid’s roommate’s mom told me the weather was unusually mild this weekend.
I think I did this when she said that ——>
I could never go outside! I think I sweated out a gallon just walking from the parking lot to the performance hall.

I feel like I spent the entire weekend drinking bad coffee and sitting in the airport.