As predicted earlier in the month, our air conditioner quit today. And, of course, it's Saturday.
Oh, and Abbey threw her back out somehow and I had to take her to the vet AGAIN. She's in miserable pain and on steroids. My vet is taking a fabulous vacation this year, on me. I've seen him more than anyone else this month, and paid him WAY more than my mortgage company.
If anybody needs me, I'll just be right here burning my #%!&* house to the ground.