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100 degrees and finally dropping – living without an air conditioner
Oh my God! We finally got our air conditioner running. It needed to be recharged. We weren’t planning on turning it on so soon in the year though, but this heat and humidity took us by storm. Last year we didn’t even need to turn it on until the last week of summer, when we discovered it wasn’t working. Grr. What was the point in fixing the air conditioner when we were only going to need it for another week or two. Last year we sweat it out. But this year, it’s only June. Now, I like it warm. If I had my way the heater would be cranking it out to 85 degrees all winter long. So I really wasn’t expecting to want to turn on the air until around August. But yesterday as I was sitting there melting in my chair I turned to my Honey and said, “Let’s get the air conditioner running.” I couldn’t think, I couldn’t move, the kids were breaking out in heat rashes. Humingbird even threw up yesterday morning because of the heat. So we called up the guy and he came out today to put more of that wonderful toxic gas into it. Now it’s a nice dry 83 degrees. Ahhhh. That’s better.
It is a bit of a conflict though. On the one hand, I long to be able to stay away from such unnatural and unhealthy methods of living. But on the other hand, we don’t live in a house that can allow for comfortable living without it. This house was designed for air conditioning. What is one to do other than move into a cave or something? What are the options?
What’s your vice?
Everyone who knows me knows that I am a huge activist at maintaining good health. I eat natural, organic foods, I try to exercise regularly, I avoid synthetic chemicals like the plague, I hardly ever take any medicines or pharmaceuticals, and I detest sodas and shy away from sugary snacks. But I have a dirty little secret. I’m a smoker.
ARGH! Yes, the secret is out. It seems so hypocritical to condemn all these other addictions when I myself am a slave to the nicotine stick. Sigh. But the thing is, everyone has an addiction – everyone has a vice. How you deal with the addiction is what makes you different from other addicts. Sure, it’s not easy to quit smoking, or over eating, or tv watching, or drinking soda, or eating Krispy Kremes, or whatever. But what are you doing about it?
To be honest, I am not trying to quit right now. I have quit before. I went 9 months! And then my brother died and, stressed out, I grabbed a cigarette. Yep. That was a total bum move and I really regret it. But I cannot dwell on past mistakes. I can only work on the present. Right now, I am working on maintaining health and balance in other areas of my life, so that when I try to quit again, I am more likely to be successful. I will not be a smoker forever.
No More Diapers – Almost!
Humbingbird (the 2 year old) has been wearing big girl underwear for about 3 months now and has upgraded to wearing her underwear through the night instead of a diaper. Yay! And she’s been dry – no accidents (knock on wood).
And finally Squirrel (the 3 year old) is wanting to wear his big boy underwear after what seemed a lifetime of “no, I want to wear my diaper”. Last week on Sunday he went all day in his undies. And then Monday came around and we asked him if he wanted to wear his big boy underwear… “no, I’m going to do that on Sunday.” :/ But Sunday came around and he remembered and asked to wear his big boy underwear. Yay. Only one accident right after he woke up from nap. He’s not ready to go without a diaper during the night though. And that’s okay. And hoorah, this morning he brought down his undies by himself. He likes to pee standing up (yes, he makes the sound effects when he’s expalining this to me) because he doesn’t squirt himself. Or at least that is his reasoning. I think it just makes him feel like a big boy.
