Dear PC,
I've had it. I've tip-toed around our relationship long enough. You've taken advantage of my need to be connected, you've got mood swings that would have sent Mother Teressa over the edge. Today was it for me. I am officially looking for a very tall building to take you to and throw you over the edge. For satisfaction's sake I'm bringing a sledge hammer too.
Oh sure laugh. I know you know I can't afford to do it yet. But start counting your days my friend. You and your little "updates" can find someone else to torture. I have been grateful for the years of service. I'm glad I had at least you. But it's over. I h-a-t-e you. That word isn't even allowed in our house. But I've made peace with having to say it to you.
Begrudgingly yours,
Me
Dear readers,
I am so sorry you had to endure that. You have no idea how much worse I could have been. Spending 8 hours of trying to get the stupid thing to boot and then just all of a sudden (well, 8 hours later) it boots and here we are. This was on top of waking up at 3 am to a crying baby who is ice cold and saying "cold cold". The poor thing was our only indication that the heater died sometime yesterday!!! Everyone else was all snuggly under layers and layers of blankets as usual. I got her good and bundled under some blankets and she woke in the morning all snuggly herself. But man, did I feel like a news story waiting to happen! So the heater man comes....and within 30 minutes ruined our Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's, etc.....we could go without heat for a week and put a band-aid on it that didn't make me feel all that safe (all the problems had to do with the gas in or out)....or hand over $3000 that we don't have tomorrow and have a new furnace put in. I don't like gas-anything...and I certainly don't want to know there's a band-aid on the problem. ya know? So tonight it's supposed to be a blistery 29 and we have no heat. We'll be fine for a night. You know how I love Little House. Of course they had a fire place....hmmmmm. So you can imagine facing that bill and a computer that didn't want to talk today was sending the not-Ma Ingalls in me a bit over the edge.
A friend took Sarah to the park at nap time...which was....oh my word...the sweetest blessing to me....so I could have a little sanity while Sophie slept. Unfortunately, Sarah and some fire ants had a little "issue". She's fine, a few of them (the bites) actually bruised! Weird.
So it's been one heck of a day. But I'll praise Him even in the storm. He knows our needs and I know that somehow it will all work out.
Blessings everyone.
p.s. I'm not spell checking or proofing tonight. Forgive me if it's too weird to understand.
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I am guessing you have your heater now, but yall are always welcome to stay at William's house in town if you ever need it!
Oh, man! We lost heat a couple years ago and had to make do with the non-heating gas logs for a couple days. You could see your breath in our house! On top of that, our handy-dandy plumber informs us (recently) the whole unit should've conked out about 5 years ago. I am definitely feeling your pain.
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