5:59 p.m. - 2005-07-01
Yeah, so apparently there's good reason for it being so fucking hot inside.
Our air conditioner is out. And this time, there's no fixing it. The only option is to buy a new one, which will set us back approximately 2 grand.
We don't have that. Not even close. We just paid off all our bills and were counting on not having any extra expenses so that I'd be able to stay home for a year after the baby's born.
Looks like we'll have to figure out something else. Maybe I can sell a kidney on the black market. Maybe we'll win the lottery.
Even if I weren't six months pregnant, doing without wouldn't be an option. It's just not possible down here. Our central-air accustomed bodies would keel over from heat stroke. Besides, this means that we won't have heat either, and there'll be a baby to think about come November.
So first thing Tuesday morning, we'll be headed to the bank. Again.
It's hard to stay optimistic when you're sweating through your maternity tank top just sitting at the computer.