Yup, nightmare of 100-degree-summer nightmares, the a/c just died. And, whoa, did it make a dramatic exit; the grinding sound and shaking was so loud that it made poor Benny cry.
(Even worse, it momentarily sucked so much energy from the kitchen that I couldn't microwave my lunch leftovers. The nerve! Although a cold lunch might normalize my body temp.)
The boys are fine, but I'm the one crying now; the repairman won't be available until Thursday afternoon.
Conveniently, the boys started swim lessons today (pictured below with Miss Linda). So, if you need us, we'll be at the pool. Until Thursday.
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