and then - something unexpected happens and suddenly breathing becomes a little more difficult.
This isn't a deep meaningful post guys - the "unexpected" thing that happened in our house was just a little minor simple thing...
The Air Conditioner DIED!!!
Have I mentioned that I live in the uber freakin' hot desert of Southern Utah?
It is quite possible that it's my boiled brain cells saying this but What were those Pioneers THINKING?
okay, okay, I know... they were thinking all about obedience and freedom, yadda yadda yadda... good for them. This is me doing the "SO grateful to have not been alive back in the day but grateful for all of those who suffered so I don't have to" dance. Trust me, the steps are much easier to remember than the name.
A few questions for the powers that be?
*Why is it that every time we have company something breaks? plumbing, A/C, the car??? seriously, I think this was equal to the time our car broke down on the Mukilteo Ferry and had to be bumped out into the street. (with me hiding my head from embarrassment)
*When waiting on a repairman... could I do it elsewhere... I mean - my house is 88 degrees, can't you call me when you're ready and we'll run home from the pool?
*Do ALL A/C repairmen look like Don Knotts - or did I just get lucky?
okay, that really IS Don Knotts... I was too amazed with cooler air to photograph the repair guy.
*How many of YOUR six year olds use the word "sweltering" in their everyday vocabulary?
*What did I do to Karma to deserve this???
*Is it wrong to spend my entire day today basking in the glory that is artificially cooled air?
P.S. thanks too all of you who chimed in yesterday - I think I've now ruled out pole dancer and Avon Lady as possible career paths... when I get it ALL figured out I'll get back to you. really.