We thwarted
the last week of June by running off to another state on vacation, and while I briefly
hoped that our awesome vacation meant that the bad luck June always brings
would be over, I’ve now come to realize that by being gone, we were just delaying
what the last week of June had in mind for us-- until the first week of July.
You know it’s
hot outside when I start speaking in 65-word long run-on sentences, FYI.
Although,
perhaps, I knew deep down inside that I was going to have to pay for those days
by the pool, the mild temperatures, and the relatively pain-free drives.
If you’re
unfamiliar with how June tries to kill me (okay, maybe not kill me, but
certainly annoy me) each year, read this,
and this,
and then this.
Prior years have been even worse. June is my Thebes month.
This year, I’ve
been bitten on the leg by a pit-bull (in my own yard), I’ve been stung by a
wasp (and had to go on Allergic Reaction Deathwatch 2012), I’ve been attacked
by the world’s largest moth (the vermin trifecta!), and I attempted to fix a
broken shower with no success. Also, our washer decided to break down (how dare
the 12-year-old appliance require maintenance. Sheesh!), but that didn’t make
the blog, because I fixed it.
When in
doubt, shove a pencil in it. That’s my motto. I bet I could have fixed the
shower, if I had any place to shove a pencil into.
This week alone
I’ve dealt with broken wifi, an unexpected loss of 3G service in our area (this
makes blogging difficult) and massively hot temperatures. All of the creatures
in the wild are so hot and thirsty (moderate drought now with burn bans—marching
towards water shortages and severe drought throughout the summer) that they
keep coming up to our house in an effort to get inside.
Then Ant got
sick with a nasty cold. And then sicker, with an amazing cough. And now we
think he may have picked up vaccine resistant pertussis in the House of the
Mouse.
Then the air
conditioning broke last night. It’s currently 99 degrees, and slated to get
even hotter this afternoon (104). The heating and air guys promise to show up
sometime tonight. Yeah, tonight.
So the tales
of our awesome vacation and the associated pictures? Yeah, that’s going to have
to wait. If I were to brag right now, the universe would up the ante, I’m sure.
Plus, I’m busy having a very warm pity party for myself right now.
Do you have an unlucky month? Are
you currently affected by the drought, the power outages on the east coast, or
were you flooded out during the tropical storm? Are you starting to think that
maybe the Mayans were on to something?

Holy cow this year has really sucked for you. Hope July's better to you, hon.
ReplyDeleteIt will get better. The good news is the antibiotics they gave Ant are working, and the AC guy fixed our unit in less than an hour. It'll take awhile to cool the house back down, but at least it's not pegged at the 90° mark any longer!
DeleteDamn. June Gloom indeed. I had to look up "pertussis" and with a mild case of hypochondria, I'm not sure that was a good idea. For me, August is the Devil's month. It's always a financially terrifying time for one reason or another. Besides, August is just hot. Screw August. Oh, wait, I better not anger August ahead of time. I'm sorry, August! I loooooove you! Awwww, c'mon August, don't be like that, you know I was just fooling around. You're the greatest. You want a massage, August?
ReplyDeleteI may have lost my mind.
You haven't lost your mind! Go on placating the heck out of August!
DeleteOh my! Rough month indeed! I'm sending you hopes and thoughts of cool air and healthy children!
ReplyDeleteOh my! Rough month indeed! I'm sending you hopes and thoughts of cool air and healthy children!
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