I always schedule myself to go run errands on Saturdays, but actually, what I want to do is hibernate after a long week. Particularly today. Last night I realized that water was POURING from the ceiling onto my kitchen floor. Ran up the stairs….Oh, no, it’s pouring through the ceiling!! Ran up the stairs to the attic: No obvious water, but the site of the water seemed to be awfully close to the air conditioning units. Ergo, I turned them off and waited. The water stopped, and I spend 2 hours mopping it up (there was about 2 inches). There was nothing else to do but tough it on the couch downstairs, with the ceiling fan going. I woke up feeling like an unhappy pretzel with a cat on her back.

Benny, my friendly A/C guy, came right over today after my frantic late night phone call. He had it fixed in a couple of hours (I love this man. I’d marry him for his A/C, plumbing, and repair skills if he’d have me). He just shook his head and gently reminded me to clean my units twice a year.

Things I never learned while growing up. Dang!