I consider myself warned.
I was told, when Doug and I were married
about the curse.
The Monson Curse.
if something can go wrong,
And not just in the usual way.
In extra. special. ways. =}
If you've followed my blog at all...
you may recall, some of the more
There was the trip to Disneyland
The spring we started our own business
actually...that's all I can remember off the bat.
But anyway, I'm sure your familiar with the
ever exciting, never know what's waiting around the corner
summer we have had.
Well, the black cloud of July ended and with it
came a fun and relatively smooth August.
It wasn't meant to last.
Yesterday, in a lovely 105 or so degree Las Vegas summer day,
The air conditioner blew it's last hurrah.
It took me a few hours to realize
somethin' weren't right.
The screaming and buzzing of a burning motor,
that was producing no breeze
confirmed what I was fearing.
After a difficult night of heated sleep
I quickly called a repairman.
They promised to arrive....
This afternoon when our thermostat
read 88 degrees, they arrived.
They took my last dime and the kids college fund...
And they promised the sweet relief of COLD air.
I could feel it coming.
It was sweet.
But once again,
it wasn't meant to last.
This is where the "extra special way"
comes into play.
After cooling the house to about 81 degrees.
The dreaded thermostat,
it started going back up.
It will be another heated night (and not in the good way!)
They (the repair people) have promised to put us
at the utmost of importance first thing tomorrow morning.
But instructed, if I don't hear from them by 8:30am,
I'd better call. (that makes me feel all warm and cozy...for real)
Seriously people, I DO have a life!
and waiting for repair people aint IT!
Hope your nite is ever refreshing!