I have always been one of those people who has entirely bad luck.
If something can go wrong in my life, it truly will.
I hate to think of myself as a pessimist or as someone who would just be waiting for the other shoe to drop, but I’ve learned to anticipate the unexpected. On top of that, I have primed myself to respond with wonderful humor instead of rage or total defeat, however that’s why, I didn’t have to throw a tantrum the other day when I had a massive mouth full of pests fall straight on me. Instead, I just got back as well as let out a hearty chuckle while I ran into the powder room as well as scrubbed my face clean. With that being said, my hubby and I have been residing in this place for a long time now. For as long as we’ve been here, every one of us haven’t been able to utilize the whole beach house fan which is supposed to entirely ventilate the large house with serious energy efficiency. There is a large fan installed upstairs, and the number one piece of evidence of it is some different looking flaps contained in the ceiling of our hallway, when you turn on the fan, the flaps are supposed to open as well as the fan powerfully draws air upstairs. If you open the doors as well as windows, this sucks refreshing outdoor air through your beach house as well as create an awesome airflow. However, we’ve never been given the chance to get the fan to work, however every one of us decided to force the flaps open, to see if every one of us could labor on the fan from down below, but as I carefully prodded the fan ventilation flaps from down, I heard something different and random up above, just then, about a hundred dead bugs came raining down on to my face. Why not.