It was the middle of May, and the temperatures were finally beginning to feel like spring.
I knew it would soon be time to install the window air conditioning units.
I thought it was an Old Wive’s Tale when someone said that Memorial Day was when nature flipped the switch and turn summer on. One day the temperatures were in the seventies and the next day it was eighties and nineties. The older I get, the more I understand what they are saying. June 1st is the first day of summer if you go by the weatherman. I wanted to have my air conditioning units installed before the temperatures coincided with the time of year. I called my son and asked him to help me install the window air conditioning units, but he was working all weekend. My daughter had plans with her husband, and my husband had just injured his back. I was sure I was going to be suffocating from heat before the window air conditioning units were installed. I tried to pull the air conditioning unit for the living room out into the living room on a cart. The problem was that I got it out there, but I couldn’t get it off the cart. I picked up the AC unit for the bedroom and had it in the window, but I was hurting so badly from the window dropping on my hand that I was afraid to try installing another AC unit. Ten minutes later, my son and daughter both called to ask if I could use their help the next day. I couldn’t say yes fast enough.