A few weeks ago our air conditioner broke down. Right when it started getting hot here. I know, great timing. Well, M's mom was nice enough to buy us a portable air conditioner for our livingroom. While it was cooling the room, it was also tripping the circuit breaker. We figured out that we couldn't have the lights on at the same time the air was on. So, for a while things were going ok. But today, one of the hottest days of the year so far, the circuit breaker has tripped twice in the past two hours and the switch is very hot. I decided to just let it blow air instead of having the compressor turn on. Now it is 93F inside. Until we can get enough to fix the air, this is what we have to deal with.
My poor kids are getting the worst of it. They are cranky because of the heat and when they take a nap, the wake up drenched in sweat. I feel really bad about it. It feels like it is my fault we can't get the air fixed because I am home with the kids instead of working also. I feel like a horrible father to subject my children to the heat like this. They deserve better and so does my wife.
I guess that it could be worse...that thought doesn't make me feel any better though.
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