The AC in the back of the house went out. I tried not to complain very much because it was the weekend and I didn’t really HAVE to sit at my desk to work because… who works weekends? Hah. Really though, I felt worse for TW’s mom because her bedroom is back here and it was much harder for her to get away from the heat.
It wasn’t too bad on Saturday but Sunday was pretty hot and by 9am this morning I was ready to start complaining a little bit. At least to myself.
Then the landlord showed up and fixed it and… I was freezing again.
Yea, that’s me — never satisfied.
I’m like all the time, though mostly more cold than hot.
I’m glad it got fixed. And now you don’t need it. brrrr