My A/C was broken this weekend. For any of you who didn't know what happened this weekend, Savannah experienced record-breaking humidity levels. It was all over the national news, I'm surprised you didn't already know.
Wait, you say that no such thing appeared on the news? Well, that may be true as I was probably HALLUCINATING because as I said IT WAS HOT. AND HUMID. AND I HAD NO A/C.
You would think I would be over this whole humidity issue by now what with having grown up in the South and all, but the truth is you never get over humidity.
I don't know that I can take being damp all the time. It's like Gustav all over again. I wasn't dry for 3 days after the hurricane/tropical storm/whatever-it-was. We had to keep the windows open for air flow because we were without A/C because when there is no electricity, there is no air. Thus is life.
Marisa and I laid there in the guest bed for hours waiting for just one cool breeze to come through the window. It was not fun.
What did people do without electricity? I cannot fathom it.
Another dilemma-How does one maintain a sense of modesty when it's so hot that you really just want to wear as little clothing as possible? And when I say as little as possible, I mean like just a sarong. A short one.
Please send help.
But, ultimately, God is good and the cool air now floweth forth from the A/C.
Hallelujah.
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