The bad news is it's hotter than the surface of the fucking sun and my AC unit went tits up this weekend.
The good news is I rent and my landlady is a saint. If I owned the house, I'd have been facing major repair costs that I can't afford. Instead, I just called Sherri who made arrangements to have both the AC and heater replaced entirely with brand new, shiny, high-efficiency units that will save me money. And, she put me up in a local hotel while the units were being replaced.
When I got home from work tonight, the crew was just finishing up. At 6pm the temp inside the house was 95 degrees. I decided to go grab a bite to eat and watch a movie while the AC tried to play catch up.
Saw "Stardust". Whenever I watch a movie alone, I try to pick one that neither my daughter or girlfriend would want to watch with me. Plus, I just finished the book not too long ago. I enjoyed it! Very "Princess Bride-ish".
When I got home 3 hours later the temp in the house was only down to 85. Right now the thermostat says 83, but the hallway is considerably warmer than my bedroom. With a fan in there, I should be fine.
Spending tomorrow night at the gf's, so no more blog activity until Wed night.