Hundred dollars? Good. Hundred DEGREES? Very, very bad.

On my way home yesterday, as I was driving through Coldwater, Mich, I saw that one of the bank thermometers said it was 100 degrees.
It's always cooler out where Lee and Morgen live, because they're closer to Lake Michigan. Even though they're not right on the lake, they're close enough to benefit from whatever meteorological difference that makes.
The closer I got to home yesterday, the hotter the thermometers got. When I saw the hundred degree one, I just about cried.... because I knew it would be even hotter indoors.
This is just way too hot for me.
Can't someone put me in suspended animation until October?
If animals can hibernate in the winter, can't I hibernate in the summer?
Just pump me full of some temporary coma-inducing drug and toss me in a meat locker somewhere.
Please make sure I'll be able to breathe.
Or maybe I can do a time-share with some grizzly bear out there. We can go halfsies on a nice cave somewhere. I'll hibernate there in the summer, and he can do the same in the winter! And hopefully we can work out some sort of arrangement where he agrees not to eat me.
I'm still working out the details.
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