I must have been running the latest version of “Delusions of Grandeur” because I had myself thoroughly convinced that I was going to be happier once summer finally arrived…no schedules, no cold feet, less clothing.

What a gigantic dumb-ass I am. Our a/c is not the right size for our house + the addition, so we decided to close up the addition since the floor isn’t done anyway. Moved all my scrap stuff and the TV and xbox back to the dining room, which really sucks.

Boys out of school=boys doing nothing. Steven hasn’t been able to find even a part time job. What’s the plan. Man?

I promise the universe that I will be one happy camper once the temps get below 90 again. Meanwhile, I’m hiding in the house.