Warning: nothing but negativity today.

We're still waiting for our air conditioning to be repaired. I blew up at the person on the other end of the phone when I called the home warranty company for an update yesterday and she acted like she had no idea what was going on. After she refused to put her supervisor on the phone and told me to "call back tomorrow morning during business hours" I lost my cool and told her that if her supervisor didn't call me back first thing the next morning I was going to report them to the Better Business Bureau. Then I hung up on her and stomped into the kitchen.

Gregg: "Everything okay there, baby?"
Me: "I'm fine. Why?"
Gregg: "Because you never raise your voice like that."

Everyone always thinks that I'm "too nice". When I get mad and stand up for myself, people are usually shocked. Yes, I have a lot of patience. Yes, I'm very easygoing and it takes a lot to piss me off. But when I've had enough, I've had enough.

And it must have worked, because first thing this morning I got a call from the HVAC service the home warranty people are using, advising me that the parts to do the repair had arrived and someone will be out first thing tomorrow morning to finish the repair. Success! But I admit I spent hours stewing in my anger and frustration last night over this whole ordeal. It was 101 degrees again today, as it has been for almost a week now. I almost danced a jig right there at my desk when I got the call that the repair should be done tomorrow.

Add to all this that Gregg caught some kind of virus and was very sick over the weekend. He finally went to Urgent Care yesterday because he had a terrible sore throat, loads of congestion in his chest, and was running fevers. Not a good time to be stuck with barely functioning a/c. They gave him a strep and flu test (both negative) and decided that even though it's probably a viral thing, you don't take chances with someone who only has one lung and so they prescribed him antibiotics just in case. He has an appointment with the urologist next week to try to figure out what the "kidney blockage" is, and did I mention that they found something weird going on with his heart? "Systolic dysfunction" they're calling it, and we still have no idea what that even means. It definitely wasn't a good time for the home warranty/air conditioning people to blow off my repeated calls and emails! I was so mad! Sometimes you've just had enough.

Today I woke up with the beginnings of whatever Gregg has.  I've felt like total shit, with a raw feeling congested chest, body aches, chills, the whole nine yards. At the very least, it's a fierce summer cold. That phone call was the only good thing that happened to me today. Now that I'm home I want to crawl into bed and die. Thanks for sharing, honey!

Oh well. At least we should have a functioning air conditioner tomorrow, right? :)