I’m a native houstonian and just need to vent

It’s that time of year, y’all! It’s been summer for about 13 months, and I am itching for some hope that one day you will open the door and not get hit with a wave of hot, wet, dog breath. I am so ready for a morning or evening below 77 degrees. Can we pray to whichever spaghetti monster god is out there and get an early cool front?!

I’ve lived here for most of my life, but Labor Day always feels like the “enough is enough” day for me. I know we’ve got at least a month before things cool off, but ugh… it’s so damn muggy.