Bill is on his annual golfing vacation in Myrtle Beach with his brother Bob. They are having a blast but I keep calling my poor fella with bad news. First the TV upstairs decided to act up. Then the air conditioning went out. The TV eventually decided to work again - I fiddled around with the cords and I think that did the trick. There must have been some sort of cord that was loose.
The AC is a different story. It's gone. Kaput. Dead. The compressor is shot. Only five years old, and our AC's compressor gives out on us. I blame the drought.
On the bright side, I have not made the bed in three days, used the bathroom with the bathroom door wide open (HA!!!), watched a Lifetime Movie Channel movie (not a good idea), walked around in my undies, spent two hours browsing around a drug store and just had a great old time.
God, I want Bill to come home soon!!!!
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