Every year I wonder how people three hundred years ago managed to not only survive but thrive in this place.
No air conditioning, no indoor plumbing; hell, I'm ready to kill most summers and I have both of those!
Except for today. Circumstances force me to see things from their perspective.
The kitchen sink has been clogged for a few days dispite my best efforts and I'd resolved to get the plumber round tomorrow. The last week or so I've been doing dishes and dumping buckets of water out the back door.
last night the air conditioner started throwin off sparks. It's down for the count, its eighty degrees inside right now.
I guess I'm bitchin, but not really as its not as miserable as it sounds. It even feels survivable. Everybody is still coming over to eat and watch movies and instead of cranky mymood is reflective.
I guess it all comes down to attitude sometimes. You can't change shit do why sweat it?
I know, puny.
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