Yesterday, it was HOT. Just like today is hot, and the upcoming forecast is all hot, and last week was hot and it’s been hot the entire time we’ve lived here. Go figure…it’s Tampa. It’s hot. I get it. You know it’s fall because it’s just a little less hot than it was last month, and the nighttime temperatures, on rare occasions, dip below 70 degrees.
HOT.
Peter has his first soccer game on Saturday, and he does not have soccer shorts. The team doesn’t provide them (that’s fine), and he isn’t restricted to a particular color or style. Just comfortable shorts. He’s been practicing in his regular shorts which are mostly heavier cotton, many with zippers and pockets.
Yesterday, I decided enough was enough and went to Walmart to buy him some athletic shorts: elastic waist, nylon. So the kid wouldn’t be quite so HOT in this HOT weather.
There were no nylon shorts available.
The only shorts that were available were denim or khaki (school uniform). And there weren’t that many of them.
When Bill came home from work, I asked him, “Was it HOT today? Do you know what they were selling at Walmart?”
“Flannel shirts?” He guessed, but he was joking.
“YES!” I said. And long sleeved shirts, and long pants and fleece vests. I couldn’t even find any clearance racks with shorts or other summer weight things.
My kid are still using the pool daily. The unheated pool.
I finally looked in the girls’ section and found 3 pairs of boys shorts that looked like they were waiting for a clerk to find a home for them. One was size 4, one looked like it was the bottom half of a pajama set, and the last one was size 8. It might fit Peter, but I’ll likely have to stitch the waist to make it smaller.
Unbelievable.