Let’s talk about bad timing.
About two days after the blower motor in our furnace began to sound like a washing machine on a high spin cycle, it completely stopped working early Saturday morning. That meant we had no air conditioning all weekend, and, boy, was it hot in Omaha. A broken air conditioner during a heat wave is definitely an example of Murphy’s Law in action.
Thankfully, friends loaned us two window a/c units, so we were able to keep our bedroom and Levi’s nursery at comfortable temperatures. Over the past 48 hours, however, the rest of house has gotten warmer and warmer and warmer. How hot is it in here? It was so hot yesterday that a jar of unopened coconut oil actually liquified just from sitting on our kitchen counter!
Relief is on its way, though, as we’re having a brand new furnace and air conditioning unit installed as I type. We opted to replace the whole system and not just the broken motor or fan (not quite sure which) because our system is 17 years old, and if/when we decide to sell this house in a couple of years, a new furnace and air conditioner will be a selling point.
So it’s been a rough couple of days. But I’m anticipating rougher days ahead, as my best friend and her family, our closest friends in Omaha, are about to move to upstate New York. We’re actually going to miss their last weekend in town because we made plans to visit my family in New Jersey before I knew exactly when they were leaving. I would have postponed our trip but we’re partly going to celebrate Levi’s first birthday with my grandmothers, my aunt and uncle and some friends. (Holy shit, my baby turns 1 year old this month!) We get home the day before our besties move, so I’m planning on spending every last second that they’re still in Omaha with them. And then I’ll cry my eyes out.
This is just another case of really bad timing, which seems to be our forte lately. But is there ever really a good time to say goodbye to a friend?
{image via Lisi Design}
