Sean has been at a training all week for school so it's been me and the boys. I woke up early Wednesday morning because I felt really warm. I went and adjusted the thermostat only to realize an hour later, it had gotten warmer, not cooler. I hesitated to call about it because I dreaded getting the boys together, a bag of clothes, bottles, etc etc. I was already sweaty and I wanted a stinkin shower, a really cold one! I assumed the AC would kick back on and things would be fine. So I waited and waited and then I finally decided 81 degrees and rising was just too warm so I'd better call ASAP. I was put on hold about four times, then I finally explained to them I had infants in the house and this is was not safe. They put me on the emergency list to have a guy come out right away. An hour passes, no knock on the door. Thermostat was now reading 83. I move the boys to the bedroom where the nursery is attached, cranked up the two ceiling fans, start fanning the boys with the warm circulating air and I put cold wash cloths on their heads .Their cheeks were starting to get rosy and they quickly became extremely uncomfortable! I was sweating, crying and trying to console them while calling the company again. Once I finally got a hold of someone, they asked me what state I was in and as soon as I said Texas, she immediately transferred me to another moron who simply said, "I'm so sorry you're having to deal with this problem in the Texas heat. There is an AC man in your area and you are next on the list." That sure didn't help my spirits or my sweaty clothes. The boys and I got in the car and drove around the block several times while I waited for the call that the man was at the house. I took the boys to Walmart because it was close. We had just done our grocery shopping so I really didn't need anything but who goes to Walmart and doesn't buy one single thing? So I ended up buying some baskets but I sure wasn't thinking when I wanted to buy a pulethora of baskets because I'm all about organizing every cotton-pickin thing in our house.
|This is called Stress-free, tear free feeding.|