I’m waiting for the day this week when I see someone with a t-shirt that says “I survived the New England heatwave of 2018.” Normally, I’m not a single to complain about the heat. I adapt. I wear loose clothes. I system our day around the heights of the heat so I can get things done plus not melt. But this Summer was a single of the worst on record, though I’m not sure it will even make records. While all of us didn’t have a day over 102, all of us had over three weeks of temperatures above 90 degrees. I get that this is normal in most parts of the country, but this far north people are not equipped for it. Most homes up here don’t have central a/c. This is because our summers usually only have a single week of those hellish temps, plus then its back down to the 75s. A week of 90 degrees or higher is just enough to make people consider getting central a/c, only to have it end plus folks decide its not worth the currency. Our winters are so long here that Summer is usually a blessing, no matter how severe. But this year people were scrambling to go out plus get even a window a/c unit. The ductless mini split models were gone by week more than one, sold out everywhere. But now that’s the middle of November, we’ve had enough days of cool rain to put the temperature back down to 72; Now that no a single needs them, current home improvement stores are slashing the prices on multi split ductless A/C units. I don’t want a single, but I guess our sibling does. I told him if there was ever a time to get an a/c, this is it. Next year could be worse.