Chris should be home this weekend and hopefully he will actually fix the swamp cooler this time. It's been 90 degrees in my house for most of the month and he doesn't think it's a big deal, at least he didn't until I had a breakdown.
I miss Georgia, we spent so long there that it started to feel like home, and for someone who doesn't have a home that's a big deal. I want to go to the beach and build a sandcastle and see actual water. I never see that here, we have all the sand you could possibly ever want, but no water.
Well, I'm done rambling for now.