For a few years I had it bad, and by bad I mean really, really bad. I was homeless for a time, and that was when I was still living in my car. Once my car got impounded, things got even worse and I drifted for a while. I went from town to town, meal to meal, just trying to keep myself alive long enough for things to turn themselves around. I found a church program that found me a job and got me a place to live, and I have learned a lot about myself since then. Just last week my little box A/C unit in the front window broke down, and I got a little mad about it. I had to stop and laugh, because six months ago I would have counted myself lucky to be able to sleep in an air conditioner box for the night. The newer AC units and furnaces comes in really thick, sturdy boxes that can stand a few nights worth of weather. Just a few months later and I have a roof over my head, I have a tv and a bathroom, and I am grousing about an air conditioner on the fritz! Instead of complaining about it, I prayed my thanks that a broken AC was suddenly the worst problem in my blessed life. I took the thing apart and tried to get it working again myself, figuring that learning how to jury rig one of these air conditioner units might be a smart thing to learn how to do.