Off kilter and akimbo

I have finally learned the true meaning of sweltering heat. We recently moved to the east coast and I am truly shocked at the humidity. This wet heat is blinding and oppressive--I open my front door, peeking around the edge and inhaling the heavy air. It is almost a surreal experience for me--visceral and startling at the same time. I am not complaining mind you, just stating the obvious about mid-August in Virginia. After living for so long in the west, in particular during the last six or seven years when we were experiencing one of the worst droughts on record, this sudden change of scenery has left me slight off kilter, akimbo, and unsure of what to make of it.