What's worse than 114 degree temperatures?

Having a fickle air conditioner that works one day, but not the next. Apparently, our AC unit can't make up it's mind as to whether it wants to work for us or not. Today was the fourth day where we woke up to 85 degree temperatures in the house - quite a surprise for 6:00 in the morning. By 10am, the temperature in the house was reaching 90 degrees, so the girls and I hopped into the car to take Doug to his dentist appointment. After driving around in the air-conditioned car for over 4 hours, we headed back to the home front. The AC repair guy finally came over a little after 5:00 pm, but by then the darn thing had decided to kick into gear and get the house down to a cool 79 degrees. Go figure. The only thing we can do at this point is hope that the AC unit decides not to work in the morning, that way, the repairman can troubleshoot the situation and try to fix the problem. Let's keep our fingers crossed!