*Disclaimer: I'm hot and tired and this article will have complaining!
It's 4am. It is 78 degrees. I am sure it is hotter inside my house. We don't have air conditioning and the one fan we have left that a child hasn't broken is in the bedroom. I slept crappy, woke up sweaty, and seriously feel like I might puke. It's disgusting.
I love living in San Diego, but not right now. I just want to not feel hot. I actually feel like staying at work just so I can be in the air conditioner, although I'm sure that the air/heat combination I walk in and out of all day is fueling my cold that should have been gone a week ago. The house is a disaster because Jon and I are too freakin hot to do anything and I can't even go upstairs in my house because its at least 10 degrees hotter up there than anywhere else. So, knowing that, know that my kids bedrooms are up there. Yeah...they're in our room. They have been for a while since this heat has been around. And I bet its going to be super easy to break them of this habit when the heat is done and they could go back to their rooms. Yeah.
Parenting, I have realized that lots of situations that seem really crap and could end up in a negative place, end up in laughter because, well, you have to or I don't think you'd survive. Also, my sarcasm is amazingly helpful for all situations. One aspect of this heat is like that. Here we are in this 3 bedroom house, with many building/temperature/everything problems, which used to be my grandparents (and you can tell!), and we are all living in our bedroom. I mentioned earlier we only have the one fan left and since we're moving to England in January (still awaiting England's approval of me), we are trying not buy new things that we won't bring with us. So, every night, we all go into our bedroom with our one fan and sleep. The kids crawl into bed with us, they make noises, I almost never sleep through the night. Anyway, one requirement when you apply for your visa to England is about your living situation. They are trying to avoid over crowding and so you have to have a bedroom for each pair of people (unless the kids were over 10). That means that, Jon and I can be one room and the 2 kids could be together in a room. So, when we list the property we'll be living in (which will be very temporary), it must meet that requirement. Last night Jon is reading this requirement to me to make sure he understands it and I realized how ridiculous it was. If England (and yes, I just refer to the country as someone who has their own thoughts!) just knew our living situation here at the moment, I'm pretty sure they would just waive that one for us! So now we have to search for a temporary rental home (until we find our more permanent rental) with more space than we clearly need, just so that we're not living the way we're living now. Ah, the ridiculousness of it all.
And you can probably be sure that once we move to England, you'll be getting some posts on how I'm much, much too cold...but for now I'm dreaming of that feeling!
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