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It's a hundred and fifty mutha feckin degrees bright and sunny in the holler this morning. The light breeze from my office fan cools the slight moisture forming on my brow and the trail of sweat running down my back side making the temperatures in the Asylum almost but just barely bearable.

The new air conditioner has been approved by corporate. Depending on who you ask, either some guy with a truck or a major appliance company will be here either the end of this week, the end of next week or the end of July to either put in a new system or pump the old one (illegally) full of freon.

I'm wearing tank tops, Lulu's wearing her short britches and Thelma's hair, which is normally wild and woolly lookin' has a strange, groomed quality I've never seen before. You can forget makeup.

Think.. "The Office" meets "Survivor" with a little "My Name is Earl" thrown in.

Back at the trailer, Ma has finally agreed to let me put a small ac unit in her bedroom. I made a beeline for Lowes before she changed her mind and picked up not one, but two of the smallest ones they carried. I couldn't really afford two, but with the lack o' air here at the Asylum and the sweltering temperatures, it sure did sound nice to lay down in a nice cool bedroom at night. I did some quick calculations in my head while I stood at Lowes, fixin' to put the second one in the cart. I'd just about talked myself out of it when I remembered I'd squirreled some extra away in savings.

I think I can make it work.

When I got them home and opened the first one to find the whole side of it bowed out where it had been squished, probably at the factory (the box was undamaged) I lost my composure. Ya'll remember last year when I bought the big one for the living room, that week when everything was dying, getting run over and breaking? Yeah.. I'm probably the only person in the world who can look at a smooshed air conditioner and end up sitting in the floor crying over her dead cat.

Naw.. I'm not nutty.. much.

I had to go to Big City yesterday for a follow up doctors appointment anyway, so I added returning the smooshed unit to my list of things to do while I was out. The doc gave me four more months worth of free "keep your daily crazies at bay" drugs and made sure I had enough "omg I'm gonna die from the heebie jeebies" drugs to last me a while, then sent me on my way.

I stopped for lunch, made a swing by the nail salon (I had to get all hookerlicious) then to Lowes where I exchanged the smooshed unit for a new one and over to Walmart to pick up Ma's peed-a-little pads and some Cokes.

I was tired by the time I got home ya'll.

After work today I head back to the noggin Doc.. only this time, I'm not nervous about it. I'm actually looking forward to it.. which.. I think.. is a good thing.

One a side note, I've been spending some time reviving my Second Life blog and I'm really proud of how it came out. I know most of ya'll aren't into that sort of thing, but if you wanna take a peek, it's over here. Be forewarned, it's not for the faint of heart or the easily offended.

Anywho, I'd better get to work. Ya'll take care and stay cool. We'll talk again soon.

Later Taters!