So I did a thing, a bad thing, so bad that I know God was tuning in and shaking His head and saying she’s gonna learn today. Telling the Angels, stand down, this is a lesson she brought on herself.
I had a bad week this past week, and yes, I know, I am not in a war torn country, I have food and a place to live and a job. I could be so much worse. Now on to my issues that were not so great.
My air conditioning went out, it was Tuesday morning and I realized the fan was running in the house but the unit outside was not. I did what any person would do, I youtube’d it and checked a few things. I had recently changed the filter, recently as in 4 days prior, there was no debris blocking the unit. Then it started talking about electrical stuff and I was completely out.
I called my leasing agent and she was on top of it, they could come the next day, which is a blessing, it wasn’t a week out, it was literally the next day.
The bad thing is Tuesday was hot, it was 85 degrees with no breeze, I do have fans and the house is all tile and wood flooring, so it was fine.
But then came time for bed, as you know I am in full blown menopause and the hot flashes are no joke. I typically keep it at 64 degrees at night. It was 78 degrees in the house, by then a breeze had started and I opened by bedroom windows and had three fans going. My ceiling fan and two floor fans.
I did not realize the temperature was dropping as much as it did. Needless to say I did not sleep well and when I did and woke up it was freezing and I was congested and my ears were blocked up.
The air conditioning man came that afternoon and he was very nice, very professional and had it fixed within 20 minutes.
I thought good, I will get to sleep tonight and it will be glorious. That was not the case, I think I was over tired and sleep was elusive.
So by Thursday I was grumpy and not having fun, top it off with the last call of the day with someone screaming that their service wasn’t working, me talking them down and resolving everything, 30 minutes past the time I was to clock out. I was done, with the week, I did the only thing I could. Retail therapy.
Yes, I took myself to Target and here is where God said let her learn. I allowed Target to tell me what it wanted me to have. Let’s just say I did not do that at Costco the next day.
I have learned a lesson, a costly one, sometimes God allows us to make the mistakes we do in order to learn what He wants us to.
Instead of shopping I should have gotten out my bible and gone to Him to calm my frayed nerves. Lesson learned.
I hope all of you had a much better week and that you do not need to learn a hard lesson the way I did.
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