I’ve had an absolute nightmare. Except it’s real, so bitterly real. Things had been rocky between Paul and I for a while but I just never even thought we’d actually break up. I figured it was just one of those patches where we didn’t communicate so well but eventually it would just iron itself out. I guess I was wrong. Yesterday he came home and said he couldn’t do it anymore and he wanted to be on his own. It’s been two weeks since then and I’m surprisingly not missing him so much but I am missing someone. I miss the person who organises the house admin stuff. A couple of days after he left the air con broke. I didn’t know the first thing about fixing air conditioning. Sydney can be cripplingly hot during the Summer, especially when sleeping alone in bed.
I had already downgraded to one sheet and sleeping in tank tops. I felt like it could be the kind of thing I could solve on my own, I am after all, a strong independent woman but I also knew that Paul had a guy he called who would come round quickly flick a few switches and boom, let there be cold! I could just email him and ask him for the air conditioning repair company based in Sydney. I didn’t want him I was making it up just to talk to him. I sent him the blandest email known to man, the subject line simply read ‘air conditioners?’. I didn’t even put any kisses. I was shocked when his response hit my inbox. He gave me all the information about air con repairs and who to call and then at the end he slipped in a line saying, ‘I can think of another way to keep you warm, missing you’. Oh Paul, how do you even make cooling systems so alluring!