Well, last night, we got home from having dinner with some friends. It was 9pm and change, which is way WAY past my bedtime (or at least very VERY close to it!). The heat outside was ridonkulous. That’s several steps worse than ridiculous, just FYI. So, we stepped into the kitchen, anticipating a quick shower and bed. Pretty normal (even if we ARE still thinking Buck’s going to meet us at the door…. 🙁 ), right up until I got 2 feet inside and realized “It’s not cool in here!”. Which I immediately pointed out to my husband, just in case he hadn’t noticed it – he had, but not for several nano-seconds after I did. Men may just not be as finely attuned to the temperature as women. Just sayin’.
Quick investigation showed that the air coming out of the vents was tepid. At best. The thermostat showed the inside temp to be at 77. It was set at 73….. you see the problem, yes? So, we were up until midnight, with Wayne working on the AC (thankfully our neighbor friend who’s been doing HVAC for 40 years was still awake!), while I held very still inside and stayed awake (barely) in a wifely show of solidarity (and because no way could I have gone to bed with it that warm. No. Freakin’. Way). Fortunately, he got it working and the house cooled down quickly enough for us to finally go to sleep – but it was a short night for us!
On to the card….
When I first saw this sketch from Mojo Monday (#408, to be exact)…