We just moved into our house last month.
Tom informed me at 6 AM when he was getting ready for work that the A/C wasn't working.
I was like:
The thing is, in our contract, we asked that the A/C be serviced. And it was in May. Everything checked out. So I don't know what's going on.
What I DO know is the A/C isn't working and it's 99 degrees outside. We're in Texas, land of HOT. So we're all like:
I'm joking. I don't want to traumatize the kids. But I AM like:
Luckily we do have a home warranty so someone is coming out this morning. Let's hope it's nothing major. If it is, I'll be like:
I'll be sure to post on Twitter and Facebook with the news. Think good thoughts.