Well, today I worked which went well. Then, we finally closed on our house. It’s been so hot that I thought, hey, we can go sleep at the new place, which has central AC.
Well, took some stuff and went, and the AC doesn’t work.
I guess that was to be expected, but it kind of defeated me for a bit. I called some AC people, and it just wasn’t worth getting them out before Monday. The fridge wasn’t working, either. Then, the train went by, and it was louder than I remembered. I felt some serious buyer’s remorse, even though I know it wasn’t rational.
I did feel better when I walked around the neighborhood to get some paper plates and ice cream. Maybe when we come back in a few days with our stuff moved in and the floors refinished and some of this stuff fixed we’ll feel better.