Tuesday, July 8, 2008

When it rains it pours

Long story short (believe me, I'm doing you a favor): Our AC is broken. After a late-night ride to Wal-Mart (I feel so dirty) for a new thermostat and an hour of Jordan hooking it up, we realized it still wasn't fixed and resigned ourselves to spending the night in a hot and muggy house. With the windows open upstairs, we fell asleep to the sound of crickets and woke up to birds chirping. When I went in the bathroom my sheer white curtains were fluttering in the breeze.

Still, the AC must be fixed, and even though it is under warranty, the warranty is "limited" and I'm almost certain it's going to cost us. The people are coming tomorrow to look at it so I am hopeful. There are other little nagging annoyances in addition to this, but I'm trying to quit complaining about the AC and focus on what I do have.

A husband who strapped his daughter into the Ergo and carried her around while he picked up toys and vacuumed so I wouldn't be stressed by the messy room.

The reassuring thought that we always have a safety net when things go bad.

My mom and dad who asked us to stay for dinner and ordered us pizza (and invited us to spend the night).

A cleansing rain that cooled our house down by two degrees, and it feels even cooler.

Windows that aren't painted shut. (Seriously!)

A sweet little girl who gives us hugs and sometimes kisses, and is finally asleep!

Daddy loves me...

He loves me not.

He loves me...

He loves me not?!

Daddy loves me.

D'oh! I knew dat.

The other day I was feeling sick with a summer cold (which I still have). Suzi made me feel better by bringing toys to keep me company. She even offered me some of her water.

I'm sitting right next to the open window and there's a cold wind blowing in; more rain is coming.

This post was inspired by this amazing post. I am going to quit complaining and be happy now.


Theresa said...

I had to giggle - I thought you had a real baby on the couch with you!

IA. said...

Hey, sorry to hear about your AC. If that happened to us, we would have to sleep somewhere or else my boys would be scratching the whole night through--they get this heat rash everytime it's hot, you see.

Happy to hear that you're choosing to count your blessings :D