On your last legs

I'm on my last legs, just let me rest here for a minute or three.
They say T.G.I.F., but that doesn’t mean much when you’re on your last legs.

Idiom: On your last legs

Here we are, guys and gals, midway through Friday, the last day of the typical workweek.

If you’re anything like me, you are probably on your last legs right now.

I’m sure you are just about ready to collapse due to a combination of working hard all week and the oppressive heat.

It’s ridiculous this year.

We entered the dog days of summer way too early.

This heat saps your energy to the point where you feel like you are just living on automatic pilot.

I’m sure most people in the country, no matter if they are Japanese or not, are on their last legs.

When you’re on your last legs, you’re just about to collapse or perhaps even die.

It makes me tired to think we’re not even in August yet!

What the heck is the Bon holiday going to be like?

I would shudder just thinking about it, but I no longer have the energy.

Even the machines and devices are on their last legs, too.


When a machine, device or other contraption is on its last legs, it’s at the breaking point before it stops working correctly.


I usually put up two windchimes every summer to enjoy the tinkling sound they make as they blow in the wind.

This year there’s a problem.

First, there is very little wind.

Second, the wind chimes have told me they will no longer chime – it’s too hot to chime! (That’s a joke!)

If you’re on your last legs, hang in there, hope is on the horizon.

Nighttime temperatures are expected to go below 25℃ sometime in the middle of September.


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