In which I whine about my air-conditioner

Which waited until the HOTTEST 3 DAYS OF THE YEAR to be busted. It's going to be 103 today. The ordered part won't be here until Saturday (we hope). I'm not a fainting violet, but sweltering in a 90-degree house is less than optimal.

Laugh if you will, but I keep rotating damp T-shirts and bandanas through the freezer and lying in front of fans. Necessity is the mother of invention.

I was grateful for the A/C before, but I REALLY am now. At least I'm working the next few nights so that's 12+ hours of cold air! Yay work!