I’m hot, my glasses keep slipping and I can feel the label in my shorts!!!

Let’s talk HEAT!!!!

I’m feeling compelled to write this now because I’m in the moment. I’m currently on holiday in Costa Rica. It’s been hot but we’ve been in the Jungle so it’s been shaded or there has been the Ocean or a Pool to cool me down……..until now.

We have just arrived in Liberia and it is Hot and busy and Dry!!! It’s a grid style town with lots of traffic and noise. It’s beautiful but I cannot enjoy it in this heat.

I’m in Costa Rica with my friend. She is a PT. I love her very much but we are polar opposites, she wants to walk and do stuff and see everything, I want to sit and read and relax. But somehow we make it work. So we just went out to explore the streets in the midday sun. It’s funny cos there are Xmas Decs up everywhere and it’s frigging boiling….standing by a Xmas tree in shorts and t-shirt just feels weird.

Anyway, we went on a wander, we found a bubble tea place and I ordered a Mango Bubble Tea. Now, there were no bubbles..and they put a shit ton of whipped cream and Xmas sprinkles on top. It was not the bubble tea I was anticipating.

Now those of you who know me already are probably guessing where this is going. For those who don’t, let me explain. As I mentioned in my intro blog I have recently been diagnosed with ADHD. One of my biggest “quirks” shall we say, is not being able to cope when something doesn’t go the way I planned it in my head.

So here I am, in a city I don’t know, with lots of noise and traffic around me, hot as HELL with a Bubble Tea that is not The Bubble Tea I expected. I’m sweating, I’ve got major chub rub, it literally feels like my vagina is eating my shorts, my glasses keep sliding down my nose cos of my sweaty face (not that I can see through them anyway because my fat cheeks cause them to steam up) and I’m literally about to have a meltdown.

Then Bex, God love her, tells me I don’t have to explore with her if I want to go back to the hotel with the air-conditioning and my book and quiet spaces……..when I tell you I love her I mean I LOVE HER!!!!!!!

So here I am, sat in my room with the Air-Con on 20° whilst Bex is out exploring. We are both doing what we want to do and we are both happy. Let’s face it, she will have a much better time without a sweaty, red faced, moaning myrtle following her around constantly asking to walk in the shade. And, I get to finish my book.

If you can take anything away from this particular post then let it be this.

Don’t be afraid to do what makes you happy, you don’t always have to do what you think other people want you to do………….

Love ya

Ange xx

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