This American, privileged, Bama girl will try, really, really hard, not to EVER take for granted the luxury of having a working air conditioner. Ours went out last night. By 10 am this morning my house was well into the upper 90′s possibly even 100′s. My thermostat couldn’t even read it. My kids were walking around in their underwear, red-cheeked and sweaty, and I had on a tank top and my husbands boxer shorts, NO KIDDING. We couldn’t go anywhere because we had to wait out that window of time when the AC guy would be here. I am thankful that he put us on his schedule and worked extra late for us tonight, but he was here until almost 9 trying to get it running for us. I am telling you, it was misery. I found myself not being able to think clearly, again, NOT KIDDING. I don’t know how people function in this heat with no air, and people do it, everyday because they have to. Grateful is what I am tonight. We are still really hot, but at least it is in the upper 80′s and not upper 90′s. We should be cooled off by morning.
Hoping tomorrow will be a better day for productivity. Thank you Jesus for my AC!