Danny woke up for the day at 4:30 am. This is, of course, evil and inhuman, and grounds for infanticide... However, things actually turned out all right. That is, if Jon hasn't murdered anyone at work today.
I got up at 6:30 when it became clear that Danny had zero interest in going back to bed, and took a shower. During which I washed my hair and shaved my legs--truly a banner day when you consider I've had whole days this month where I felt like I didn't have time to even pee. :P
I had both kids changed and dressed and out the door by 8:30, when we dropped the Sable off at the garage to have the a/c fixed. Three hot humid days (and nights) in a row, and I'm ready to choke up any amount of money to not have to sweat in the car. Then we walked over to the library, where we spent a nice couple of hours with Danny playing in the children's room and me being able to snuggle Sadie without gagging from the heat. I had nice, adult conversations with other moms. And we found two videos that Dan's been continually asking for--Disney Singalong Songs (Zip A Dee Doo Dah) and There Goes The Mail.
So around 10:45 or so, I figured we'd better head home, since the gas company is sending someone this afternoon to replace our gas meter and I was figuring we'd have to walk. Except I left the house key with the car keys, so we had to stop by the garage. And lo and behold, the car was finished! We got to drive home (all of a mile, but all uphill) in a deliciously cool car.
That was the good news. The bad news was that it ended up costing about $200 more than I thought it would. Which isn't all bad news, except for the obvious sticker shock, because we refinanced the house last week, keeping a large chunk of cash out for home improvement. It was a totally bizarre feeling to log into my internet banking account and transfer $1000 to our checking account... and have it hardly make a dent in the savings account. o.O
For the first time in my life, since I was a little kid, I feel Comfortably Well Off. Not rich, by any means, but like I don't have to worry about money. Which in a way is rich. And when you add to that the fact that I don't have to pay strangers to raise my two beautiful children, that's rich indeed.
We have a house with a yard, two cars that run, and a family full of love. Now if I can just remember that when I'm ready to tear out my hair, I'll be fine. :)