My Mumbling Thoughts

They just don't make things like how they used to. We just got our dryer fixed and properly running not too long ago only to have our air conditioning unit break down on us. Of course it had to break on the first real hot day of the year. Mel put it best when she described it as, "Mother Nature going through menopause and now she's having a hotflash."

With the AC broken and the temperature being in the low 90's (that just doesn't even sound right - 'low 90's') INSIDE of our house, there was nothing for us to do except go to Target, buy three new fans and then lounge around the house with all of the windows open trying and hoping to get some kind of air flow going. It was miserable.

The air was hot and stale and every single time I moved it felt like I was peeling my skin off of the furniture. So gross. Nothing seemed to be able to completely distract me from the heat headache that I had either. I watched the Laguna Beach marathon that was on Mtv (it's a guilty pleasure of mine), laid on the floor and was ready to stick my head in the freezer. It was beyond unbearable. The whole family ended up in the formal livingroom that barely gets used since the sun wasn't beating down on that side of the house and we talked about how people in the south survived this kind of weather before air conditioning was invented.

"They didn't even have ceiling fans," Momma pointed out.

"I would have killed myself. Or built my house in the middle of a river," Mel said while sprawled out on the couch in front of one of our fans.

"At least they had sweet tea," I said.

All I wanted to do was sit in a tub full of ice or spend the rest of the day sleeping in the refrigerator. You would have thought that after the sun went down it would have been a little more tolerable but for some reason it actually felt hotter. It took me ages to fall asleep and I couldn't find a comfortable spot in bed.

There was one thing that saved me though, and that was my icy gel pack. It perfectly comformed to my head and relieved some of my heat headache. It was the only thing that allowed me to sleep all throughout the night. If I didn't have this severe fear of bugs I probably would have slept outside on our new patio.

I wasn't even that annoyed when I had to wake up extra early for work (I volunteered my services yet again for the helpdesk), because I knew I'd at least get to take a shower and wash the gross muggy feeling off of me. I guess the only thing that really pissed me off was that when I was getting ready for work I had to prepare like I was heading into the arctic since the air conditioner works a little too well. It feels like I'm sitting in an icebox!

I doubt that I'll ever be able to find a happy medium when it comes to controlled temperatures.

*Update* We got our air conditioning fixed. It wasn't broken. We just had to replace the damn filter. We could have saved us three days of being human soup if only we had thought a little more and used common sense. Ah, well.