{"id":3046,"date":"2023-08-14T12:17:41","date_gmt":"2023-08-14T20:17:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/?p=3046"},"modified":"2023-08-14T13:04:54","modified_gmt":"2023-08-14T21:04:54","slug":"restledom","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/?p=3046","title":{"rendered":"Restledom"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Not a misspelling. It&#8217;s a neologism I&#8217;ve coined to describe the paradoxical combination of restlessness and boredom that can afflict me deep in the doldrums of summer. One characteristic is the feeling that although I very much don&#8217;t want to be outside doing something, I feel that I <em>ought<\/em> to want to. Today, when the temperature is going to 107 in Portland, restledom hit me earlier than its usual midafternoon onset. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Summer has always been my least favorite time of year. I don&#8217;t like hot weather. Day after day of glaring sunshine oppresses me. It&#8217;s partly a mood thing&#8211;the opposite, less common version of Seasonal Affective Disorder&#8211;and partly medical. Years ago I had a couple of minor skin cancers excised and would prefer not to have more of the same. I also sometimes break out in itchy solar urticaria after time spent in heat or sun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text has-media-on-the-right is-stacked-on-mobile\"><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When I moved to Portland thirty years ago, the balance of weather I love (gloom, short days, rain, mist, and fog) with weather I don&#8217;t (sun, heat) was fine: just enough of the latter to allow for outdoor adventures, and plenty of the former for coziness. Now summers are getting longer and hotter, and I&#8217;m spending more time indoors in this season. But hey, I&#8217;m finally getting my books (a tiny slice of my office bookshelves is shown here) sorted and packed so that the room can be refloored and repainted. And I&#8217;m getting plenty of exercise toting boxes of books downstairs for storage.<\/p>\n<\/div><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"337\" height=\"450\" src=\"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/Work-in-progress-resized-337x450.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-3047 size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/Work-in-progress-resized-337x450.jpg 337w, https:\/\/stefoff.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/Work-in-progress-resized-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/stefoff.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/Work-in-progress-resized-112x150.jpg 112w, https:\/\/stefoff.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/08\/Work-in-progress-resized-rotated.jpg 500w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 337px) 100vw, 337px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Not a misspelling. It&#8217;s a neologism I&#8217;ve coined to describe the paradoxical combination of restlessness and boredom that can afflict me deep in the doldrums of summer. One characteristic is the feeling that although I very much don&#8217;t want to be outside doing something, I feel that I ought to want to. Today, when the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[92],"class_list":["post-3046","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general","tag-summer-blues"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3046","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3046"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3046\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3051,"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3046\/revisions\/3051"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3046"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3046"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stefoff.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3046"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}