When I called the HVAC to get my furnace checked before Christmas, I asked them to send an HVAC technician to the house.
I told them the furnace seemed to be working well, but my problem was that I had forgotten to have it cleaned and maintained.
The person who answered the phone told me they could send someone to the house the following day. Unless I had forgotten the maintenance several times, there was no reason to think there was permanent damage. The following morning, I wasn’t even dressed when I heard a knock on the door. I wasn’t expecting the HVAC technician to arrive so early. My hair was barely combed, I had on nothing but my pajamas, and I hadn’t had my first cup of coffee. I peeked around the door, and I didn’t think it was possible to be any more embarrassed. Not only was it the HVAC technician standing at my door, but the HVAC technician was my ex-husband. He told me he liked the early morning look and asked if he could come in. He asked when I moved to this house, and I told him. We chatted for a couple of minutes before my appearance made me uncomfortable. I excused myself while I worked on the furnace. I’m not sure why I paid special attention to my appearance, since he was my ex for a reason, but I did. I guessed I wanted to show him that I was doing fine for myself without him, even if I did forget to have the furnace maintained every once in a while.