I hate to be hot, I’d rather be cold.
Snow over heat, with winds blowing bold.
This morning I arise, our house unusually roasting,
A brief investigation, we’ve an indoor pool for the boasting.
The furnace is leaking, the a/c is crying,
I’m sweaty, and crabby, and just about dying.
In the wait for the repairman somewhere between morning and winter,
I bring my also non-functioning a/c car to a center.
Estimate is more than half the valued blue book,
No car a/c for me, enjoy my new summer look.
Back home to repairman, cost not so bad,
Everything fixed, and cold air to be had.
Emotional recovery (lukewarm) bath calms things down,
Until my i-phone decided to join me. It drowned.
It’s now residing in a big bag of rice,
Yep, going out to dinner sounds really, really nice.