Wednesday in the Swamp

Hot here today, it was 87º here yesterday and today feels worse.  We had to turn the air conditioning on.  Hate to use it so early in the year, but hate sitting around sweating and trying to clean house while you're soaked in sweat is awful.
Mac worked in the garden getting more Fava beans planted and he kindly planted my lima beans. We have sugar snap peas ready to pick and we'll have them tomorrow.  I stayed inside, it was just too hot for me to be outside.
Yesterday was our 20,000 mile check-up, also known as our annual physical.  All is well.  Had to do the stupid Medicare check list---are you depressed, do you feel alone and isolated, have you fallen lately, do you have trouble sleeping, stand up, walk to the door, say these 3 words, put the numbers on the clock, make it say ten after eleven, what were the 3 words.  If my doctor wanted this information I wouldn't mind, hate that I'm doing it for some mindless bureaucrat in Washington.  I threatened to answer the opposite of what I should.
House cleaned, as much as it's going to be, laundry on the line, piano played, aerobics and walk done, time to go work on the life-long cross-stitch project.