Looking at the extended forecast, the old adage "it's always darkest before the dawn" comes to mind. 9 or 10 more days ahead that will be worse than the 40 that preceded them.
Popped down to the neighborhood brewery earlier to grab some beers to go and the walk across the parking lot was probably the hottest feeling I've ever experienced in Houston. Like, so hot, if on my way out, I discovered my truck had a flat tire, I'd take an Uber home and just leave it there for an indeterminate amount of time. Reminded me of a trip about a decade ago where my family insanely decided to spend July 4th weekend in Phoenix. One day we went to the movies to kill some time and the bottom my shoes started melting on the walk through the freshly blacktopped parking lot.
"But it's Summer in Texas and it's supposed to be hot! Pop Pop spent 23 hours a day mining asbestos deep underground and went home to a shack without AC and hopped in the shared bed with Grandma and their 26 kids. Never once heard him complain, but then again, folks were tougher in those days."