The wind was brusque with a strange like chill,the temperature had already reached 103 Fahrenheit and it was only nine in the morning, making her wonder what it would be like come noon. Laundry needed to be taken off of the line and ironed. The tiny kitchen was hot itstiny northernwindow provided no relief from the summer heat. So much for the global ice age that had engulfed most of the planet, the incessant heat defied all logic.
Cut out the part with the wind, give us an MC and open with something like, "It was one hundred and three degrees at nine in the morning and Shelly wondered what it would be like come noon. So much for the new Ice Age!"