I've been better

You know how when you move, nothing seems to go smoothly?  Yeah, that is the best way I can describe recent events.  Our truck was too small, fees out that wazoo doubled the quoted amount, we still aren't done getting everything over to our new house, I hurt my back and now our AC is broken.

It was broken yesterday but someone came and claimed to fix it.  My house was almost 90 degrees - they didn't fix squat.  I looked for the "emergency number" on the property management website because they claimed all over it that one exists - it doesn't.  I have been calling every hour since 6 a.m. when my house boasted a temperature of a balmy 81.  It's supposed to be 98 degrees today and I am currently on the front porch because it is cooler than being inside.  In central Florida in August, that's saying something!

Granted, I managed to clean the kitchen, clean my bedroom, fold two loads of laundry and start another all before I was completely drenched in sweat and ready to die.  I'm trying to stay optimistic but honestly, I just want to flop down on the floor and have a fabulous cry.  I can't though - Pokey wants to wring their necks and so that means I have to be the collected one.  I'll cry when it's done.

For now, I'll focus on the cool breeze while it lasts, my coffee and being thankful for a laptop with wireless internet.  Hopefully this afternoon, I'll be thankful for a working air conditioner.