So, the only thing worse than surviving a week-long, record breaking heatwave in Phoenix…is having your air conditioning die right in the middle of it. Four days and three repairmen later…we’re finally back in our house.
Me: I’m no longer a vagrant!
Ryan: Yea! Did you lower the thermostat to 72, just because you can?
Me: The house is finally down to 84, I’m trying not to push it too fast.
Ryan: I had a brand new unit go out once, and the house got up to 95. The cats weren’t happy.
Me: I’m guessing because the fur?
Ryan: I tried to get them wet, but they didn’t like it.
Me: I’m gonna go ahead and let you reread that last sentence to yourself.