When It Rains...It Pours!

Murphy's Law: “If anything can go wrong, it will.”

Well, apparently, that is holding true for me this week. I’m having a pity party. So, pull up a chair, get you something to drink and get comfortable…..

Sunday morning was good! Zander and I slept in late. We got up and watched cartoons and I fixed breakfast. I actually cooked a little bit. I made biscuits and gravy, bacon and cinnamon rolls. (Obviously the cinnamon rolls were out of a can, lets not get carried away.) Zander played while I got to play with my blog and stalk some other blogs. I wrote 2 posts that I scheduled for Monday and Tuesday….whew, I was ahead of the game! Doin’ good!

That afternoon Zander and I settled down for a nap. I woke up not too long after that because I was starting to get hot. I turned down the AC and turned on all of the ceiling fans. I didn’t think too much of it because, with the heat index, it was 104 degrees outside. HOT! Well, Z got up about 20 minutes after I did. He hadn’t slept that long so I assume he got too hot as well. It was getting hotter in the house.

I felt of the vents and the air coming out was warm. Well, crap! This had happened a couple of summers ago and I had called someone to come out as an emergency and all that had happened was a breaker had thrown. So this time, I was going to be smart about it. I went downstairs and flipped the switch. Nothing changed. I gave it a few minutes….but still nothing. It was getting hotter in the house.

The thermostat already said it was 80 degrees in the house. Oh, I was getting cranky….as was Z. So, this time, I went into the basement and flipped the main switch. In my little tiny mind I thought that would reset everything in the house, in case I wasn’t flipping the right one (although in the back of my little tiny mind I knew I was because the main and the AC are the only double switches in the box). Anyway, flipped it I did. And the power went off. Flipped it back…and.the.power.was STILL.OFF!!!! Double crap!!!!

I called my Dad on his cell to ask if there was something “special” (like a rain dance) or something that I had to do to get it back on. He couldn’t think of anything, he said it should come back on. The house was getting hotter quicker now! I was getting cranky quicker now. Z was screaming because we were now in the basement with no lights.

Did I mention he happened to play with the flashlight the night before and left it on all night? Dead batteries. Did I mention my Dad AND my BIL had to drive to Southern MO that day because my cousin and his family were in St. Louis when the water pump went out on their car…so my Dad and BIL hauled them and their car back to their home?

Ok, so back to me. I had to get my brood out of the HOT house. I had to pack clothes for me and Z, food for the cats and dog, crate the cats for transport, and get everything and everyone out to the car. I was sweating like a pig and all Z wanted me to do was hold him. I love him dearly, but holding that little hotbox was the LAST thing I wanted to do. I got everyone in the car with the AC BLARING!!!

It was a quiet ride to Grandma’s house as we relished in the cool air. I was almost to my mom’s house, when I started to smell something putrid………