Poor Hubby had a bad weekend!
Friday night, the air conditioner started going out. He spent two hours on the roof trying to *rake* it and keep it from overheating. He twisted his ankle a good one, so was in a bit of pain, too. He had to get up early Saturday morning to pick up the audio visual stuff from the church and take it to the outreach program where our church would be feeding the homeless later that day, so he took the Talented One to his bowling and headed off. Once he picked up the equipment, he headed over. Poor man didn't need all the stuff he had picked up after all!
After the lunch and service were over, he headed home. Only he got lost. And then he hit something and the tire exploded. He tried calling some friends, me, etc…with no one answering his call. He finally found a place to pull over and change the tire.
The spare was flat, but it was better than the exploded tire!
He found a gas station to fill the flat tire. The air compressor was broke.
He goes to another gas station; same thing.
He drives to a third station; finally someone has air!
He finally makes it to the church to put the equipment back and do the A/V for band rehearsal for Sunday's worship.
Afterward, he gets home; air is completely gone now.
By the time we get home; it's really hot.
At midnight, we decide we can't take it anymore, so he heads to WalMart to purchase some fans. We're in luck, as they were on sale! He comes home, puts the fans together, and sets them up. We finally fall asleep.
Tonight, he tries to figure out what is wrong with a leaky sprinkler. Turns out its the whole valve system.
When it rains, it pours, poor man.
It's now Sunday night; we still have no air, and we're hot.
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