With all the chaos in the world and the social distancing happening, my amazing hubby and I have been itching to get outside the house.
In particular, we’ve been quarantining inside for months, so the people I was with and I were desperate for socialization.
However thankfully, our neighborhood decided to host a community drive in the theater on a Monday night, which the people I was with and I were thrilled about. The makeshift theater was only a one hour drive from our rural house, but the people I was with and I were looking forward to it all week. And my hubby and I got all dressed up and packed the car with plenty of wine and popcorn. However, in all the excitement, neither of us considered what it would certainly be like, standing in a car with no A/C running in the middle of July. Then as soon as the people I was with and I shut the car off and rolled down the windows, the people I was with and I were hit with the thick humidity and sweat… Only 30 minutes at most into the film, and the people I was with and I were completely out of water and the people I was with and I were fanning ourselves with wrinkled takeout menus. Out of respect, the people I was with and I couldn’t turn our car on to run the A/C because it would make too much noise. The people I was with and I also couldn’t leave, because the people I was with and I were parked in. The people I was with and I were forced to sit in the miserable heat. That was the longest film of our lives. The hour the credits started rolling, my frustrated hubby started the car and cranked down the AC. Our neighborhood said the drive in theater was so much of a success, that they’re planning on showing a film every Monday night for the rest of the warm season. The people I was with and I won’t be going anymore until the weather gets much cooler.