It has jumped from the 40s to the 90s here in a week. My a/c would not turn on last night so I am sitting here waiting for a repairperson to come and probably tell me my 20 yr old system needs replacing.
My heavy coated dog is miserable - I may have to go buy him a window unit until they can get it fixed. The house is 76 degrees already and we are supposed to hit 90 again today.

I dislike repair stuff - but I actually prefer being an adult to not. I consider it less difficult than the idea of not being in control of my own life.