Arrgh...a conspiracy against the preggo

It's definitely summertime around here. It's hot, humid, and generally nasty. And I am 29 weeks pregnant and generally miserable.

But this weekend...the powers are aligned against me. Our air-conditioning is broken and the pool is closed. It's currently over 80F in my apartment now, and that's with all the fans we own running. I'm sitting here at my desk wearing a tank top and shorts and sweating.

I've already called the maintenance guy, so hopefully this gets fixed soon.

Edit: The maintenance guy came and did what he could to the AC, but it's still not working and it's now 85F inside the apartment. The outside temperature is about the same. Ick.