OK. Long time no blog...it
hasn't been for lack of topics - that is certain.
Several months ago, Nathan decided to leave the mindless drudgery of the 'bug job' behind him and go back to school. I'm 100% supportive on this.... the bug job was a total dead end and they harassed his thoroughness and treated him like crap. Of course when he quit, they whined that they were losing one of their best employees (nope, doesn't make sense to me either). He is back in school, happy.... and working on a new degree. He got a job (part time) at the place we originally met - D&W Foods. Glamorous? Uh.. no. Serving its purpose, absolutely. We are on a pretty tight budget, but we seem to be getting by without too much of a problem.
The new house has been fine - there are things that need fixing for sure, cosmetically and practical. We are doing these checklist changes slowly...due to time and budget (or rather lack of time and budget). We are in the middle of experiencing one of those cute new quirks of an unfamiliar home....
~ NO AIR CONDITIONING ~
One most days, this is not a huge problem - as we do live in Michigan, not Arizona. Weather changes are common, but heat is usually not a traumatic issue. However...the temperature for the past several days (and will continue for several more) has been over 100 degrees. Ridiculous. One of the quaint little characteristics about heat in Michigan is that is always comes hand in hand with massive amounts of HUMIDITY.... you know... the stuff that makes you feel like you are taking a bath in your own sweat.
If I wasn't pretty sure I have lived a good life up until this point... I'd swear I was in Hell. I woke up from a nap yesterday and my eyelids were sweaty!!! MY EYELIDS! Honestly, I didn't even know that was possible.
I haven't been this hot in... I don't know.... ever? Nothing is getting done in the house - no cooking, no cleaning. The closest thing that is happening to cleaning are the massive puddles of drool on the floor from the constant panting of the dog. I don't even mind stepping in them, at least it cools off the bottom on my feet (which, yes, are also sweating).
It's not just that the house is hot either. I realized this morning that all the stuff IN the house is hot as well. I put lotion on my face this morning...and it was more like I was basting myself in some type of cream sauce. Using my makeup brushes felt like I was rubbing a warm kitten on my face. Driving in to work today, I started mentally tallying all the aerosol cans in the house and making mental notes to put them in the basement. We are simply living in a giant crock pot with windows.
Our only saving grace is the window air conditioning unit that has been 'jury-rigged' into one of our ancient bedroom windows. We become refugees camping out in the bedroom once that blessed device is turned on. If I could give an award to an appliance... that little window unit would have a 9 foot bronze statue in our front yard. I'd hug it, but I'm sure it would fall out of the window - and without that machine, my family would slowly turn into raisins.
I joke to Nathan that years from now, we will look back and remember that first summer in the new house when everyone slept in one room together. "Hey Honey...remember how opening the door to the hallway was like a gateway to the surface of the sun?" Getting into my black car with the black leather interior is the equivalent of riding a solar flare to work. Yeah... good times, good times.
Yep, that is how the summer of 2012 will go down in the history books... that is if those books don't spontaneously combust.
Maybe I should move the history books into the basement too.... hmm....
Several months ago, Nathan decided to leave the mindless drudgery of the 'bug job' behind him and go back to school. I'm 100% supportive on this.... the bug job was a total dead end and they harassed his thoroughness and treated him like crap. Of course when he quit, they whined that they were losing one of their best employees (nope, doesn't make sense to me either). He is back in school, happy.... and working on a new degree. He got a job (part time) at the place we originally met - D&W Foods. Glamorous? Uh.. no. Serving its purpose, absolutely. We are on a pretty tight budget, but we seem to be getting by without too much of a problem.
The new house has been fine - there are things that need fixing for sure, cosmetically and practical. We are doing these checklist changes slowly...due to time and budget (or rather lack of time and budget). We are in the middle of experiencing one of those cute new quirks of an unfamiliar home....
~ NO AIR CONDITIONING ~One most days, this is not a huge problem - as we do live in Michigan, not Arizona. Weather changes are common, but heat is usually not a traumatic issue. However...the temperature for the past several days (and will continue for several more) has been over 100 degrees. Ridiculous. One of the quaint little characteristics about heat in Michigan is that is always comes hand in hand with massive amounts of HUMIDITY.... you know... the stuff that makes you feel like you are taking a bath in your own sweat.
If I wasn't pretty sure I have lived a good life up until this point... I'd swear I was in Hell. I woke up from a nap yesterday and my eyelids were sweaty!!! MY EYELIDS! Honestly, I didn't even know that was possible.
I haven't been this hot in... I don't know.... ever? Nothing is getting done in the house - no cooking, no cleaning. The closest thing that is happening to cleaning are the massive puddles of drool on the floor from the constant panting of the dog. I don't even mind stepping in them, at least it cools off the bottom on my feet (which, yes, are also sweating).
It's not just that the house is hot either. I realized this morning that all the stuff IN the house is hot as well. I put lotion on my face this morning...and it was more like I was basting myself in some type of cream sauce. Using my makeup brushes felt like I was rubbing a warm kitten on my face. Driving in to work today, I started mentally tallying all the aerosol cans in the house and making mental notes to put them in the basement. We are simply living in a giant crock pot with windows.
Our only saving grace is the window air conditioning unit that has been 'jury-rigged' into one of our ancient bedroom windows. We become refugees camping out in the bedroom once that blessed device is turned on. If I could give an award to an appliance... that little window unit would have a 9 foot bronze statue in our front yard. I'd hug it, but I'm sure it would fall out of the window - and without that machine, my family would slowly turn into raisins.
I joke to Nathan that years from now, we will look back and remember that first summer in the new house when everyone slept in one room together. "Hey Honey...remember how opening the door to the hallway was like a gateway to the surface of the sun?" Getting into my black car with the black leather interior is the equivalent of riding a solar flare to work. Yeah... good times, good times.
Yep, that is how the summer of 2012 will go down in the history books... that is if those books don't spontaneously combust.
Maybe I should move the history books into the basement too.... hmm....
