angels

Oh adulthood, you totally suck sometimes. Yesterday the air conditioner went out. Right before the weekend of 100 plus temperatures. It's a bit embarrassing to acknowledge how long it took me to figure out that the air conditioner had quit working. I came home from work to a cool house and started hanging out in the kitchen around the stove and oven. It started getting toasty, but I kept thinking it was just the cooking. Finally, I sat down in the living for a minute and realized that it was hot. I checked and sure thing, 81 degrees. We spent the night at Grandma and Pop's house. We probably could have made it through the night, but we were worried about the puppy staying in the hot house all day. So, we got there at 9:50 last evening and left at 5:50 this morning. Invite us over! We obviously don't stay long at all! So, I was at the grocery store after work getting food for the weekend o' fun that I was still hoping for. I got the call that the air conditioner angel was on his way to the house. I grabbed four more items (It took me way too long to find the apple juice! I don't buy juice and couldn't figure out why the orange juice is refrigerated and the apple is not. Open to knowledge about this.) and then checked out. Here comes the shameful part. I am one of those goody two shoes who always puts the buggy in the proper place in the parking lot no matter how far I have to walk to and from my car. Well, today I was in a hurry. I was not going to miss the angel of coolness who was threatening to beat me to my house. So, I casually pushed the cart into three other haphazardly placed carts, hopped in the car, and started the engine. Then, I watched the man in the truck next to me get out of his car and move the buggy, the same one I had just left, out of the way so that I elderly handicapped couple could park in their deserved spot. Oh the shame! It was awful. I speed away hoping that they wouldn't jot down my license plate number and report me to the politeness police. What would my mother say?! I did beat the angel of 70 degree temperatures who fixed the appliance in 15 minutes and only charged us $100 dollars. I have so got to get his job. That's my kind of rate. Well, we are off to fetch the puppy.