Thursday's child is putting up with the heat. No, not the weather outside. The heat INside. Seems that some gentlemen were delivering equipment to our building and in their enthusiasm to get the job done in a timely manner (break time loomed imminent) they scraped the thermostat off the wall, along with plenty of paint and a bit of the door jamb.

The heat is stuck in the "ON" position and every vent is pouring hot air into our offices. The windows are sealed--not sealed tightly enough, mind you, to keep out the rain, but sealed enough to keep in the heat.

We've all discarded as much clothing as is possible and still remain legal. I went down to my car and rummaged through my emergency supplies [when you live in earthquake country you keep emergency clothes and water in your car]. I found a t-shirt in there that says across the front, If Momma Ain't Happy, Ain't Nobody Happy. Seems to be appropriate, don't you think? Hot pink shirt will get everyone's attention. Now if it were just a bit longer, maybe I could pretend it was a very short dress...no, I don't have the nerve for that, nor the figure.

The heating and air conditioning repair folks will be out to fix the dagnabit thing in 48 hours. 48 hours is Saturday; so Monday at the earliest. But Monday is always the day schools have emergencies, so maybe Tuesday...

Shorts and sandals, anyone?