Whine and cheese

I haven't posted in awhile. My brain hasn't been in the right spot to do so. Its been rough going over here. This "temporary" house is really draining me. I can almost see the end of the line but I'm going to refrain from saying anything until we are moved in for sure. As every month goes by our life gets more and more scrambled. If feels like everything has just fallen apart. Our routines, my filing, the menu's, our sanity. Its all gone. Its been absolutely terrible this past month. The temperature has been in the 90s pretty much for a month solid, with heat indexes over 100 degrees. We have two air conditioners but they are only powerful enough to cool one room-not an entire house. So we've also been running 4 floor fans and 3 ceiling fans and still its not cool. Do you know what this does to our electricity bill?! TRIPLES it. Our bill used to be $70. You do the math. Add to that the fact that the oven doesn't work and even if it did I wouldn't use it because it heats the house up. So we've been eating out more. And every afternoon Sophia and I have to jump ship and escape to cool off. A lot of the time we go to my mom's, but for awhile there her a.c. didn't work either. All our free activities are outdoors so I've been having to pay to do things and that adds up. Plus living out of boxes is so stressful. It flat out sucks. Every day that passes a little more crap gets drug out. And we have no where to put it. This house isn't functional for us. Our stuff is strewn all over the county it seems. I can't even find hangers to hang up some of our clothes so we've been sharing the dressers which means a lot of our clothes are currently sitting in clothes baskets all over my house. Looking around I can count 5 baskets full. They are folded, but have no room to live so there they sit. Its to hot to run the dryer so I've got clothes hanging over every chair, door, door knob, dresser in the house. Everything is just snowballing and we're about to hit a wall. I'm so mad because we FINALLY received our money from selling our house. It was all budgeted out and at the end of buying everything we needed to we were supposed to be 3 paychecks ahead in the account. We're only 1 paycheck ahead now thanks to the triple electric bill, paid activities and eating out at least once a day-usually two. I've taken on a freelance writing job just to try and build that money back up. We'll see how that works out.
I want this to be done. Finished. Sometimes I stop and think that this is the stupidest thing I've ever agreed to. We could have been living in an apartment, or renting somewhere else 5 months ago. I just don't know how much longer we can suffer this way.
Hopefully the end is as near as I've been told it is.