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I’m not shy about my motivations for moving home.

This region is where I was born and raised.

It’s also the region that I took totally for granted while I was growing up. But I suppose that many kids have a grass is always greener on the other side mentality when they are young. My big complaint was that my home region was boring, too hot and needed too much air conditioning. Those are some pretty feeble reasons to leave the area. But leave I did as I chose a university way up north. I wanted to be near a big city with excitement, culture and a white Christmas. I got all of that and a dorm room with really intense radiant heating. I enjoyed the drastic change initially. However, even as I was finishing up my studies, the winters were taking a toll on me. Why I took that job and ended up staying up north for another decade is still a bit of a puzzle to me. But as soon as I got the chance to transfer to my home region, I was all over it. I couldn’t leave winter, gas furnaces, snow and ice any quicker. So yea, I moved home because I wanted a winter where the heat pump stayed quiet. And I got it. I actually have kept count this winter of the number of time I needed heating from the heat pump. The number is five and we’re now in March so I’m thinking I can flip the thermostat over to cooling. Man, I’m so thankful to have this sort of mild winter again and I’m never leaving it.

 

 

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Initially, I held out in hopes that things would turn good as quickly as they went bad.

• When the pandemic started, I was only in my third year as a junior associate with the company that hired me straight out of college.

I remember my first day inside that near perfect commercial HVAC. It was so comfortable even though I was wearing a suit all day. Working in the downtown business district was a big positive as well. I actually did pretty good for the first 3 years of my employment. So when we got sent home from the zone controlled HVAC of the office at the beginning of the pandemic, I wasn’t all that worried. There had been talk that the company would lay off a bunch of people and the new hires would be the first to go. I sort of blocked that out as I went home to my apartment to start working remotely. But sure enough, within the month I was given my pink slip without the possibility of rehire in the near future. I was basically cut loose with no income, an apartment with poor HVAC and a mountain of student loan debt. My parents immediately offered their basement in their new place for me to stay. But I really tried to stay in my apartment with different online gigs and even bringing in a roommate. However, the financial realities were such that I ended up taking my parents up on their offer. Their new place has a furnished basement and there’s a ductless heat pump down there as well. It really is kind of like its own apartment and was a great spot for me to be able to regroup and get through the rest of the pandemic.

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I was standing outside the grocery store when the HVAC technician came flying out the door and knocked my groceries to the ground.

• He didn’t apologize or even acknowledge that he saw me there.

I was so angry that I wanted to hit him in the head with an apple. I waited until my husband pulled around and then I told him what the HvAC technician did. He tried to justify the man’s actions by saying he was probably trying to get work done, and he hadn’t even noticed I was there. I didn’t believe it and thought he was just being rude. Two minutes later, the same HVAC technician flew through the parking lot and he almost hit our car. I had enough. I took the name of the HVAC company off the service van and the van number. I called the HVAC company. I told them about the scattered groceries and how he almost hit our car when he flew out of the parking lot. He told me he would talk to the HVAC technician when he got back to the shop. He took my name and phone number and apologized for what had happened. Two days later, I got a phone call from the HVAC company. They didn’t apologize for the actions of the Hvac technician, nor did they tell me what was going on with him. I was told they had a $500 store gift card from the grocery store I was at when the occurrence happened. It was an apology for the rudeness of the HVAC technician. All I had to do was give them my address.

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When mom told him, he sat down and lowered his head

I remember how every year we had a parent’s day at our school. We got to invite our parents and have tell the other kids what they did for a living. My mom was petite and looked more like a teenager than the mother of three bratty kids. The last year I got to experience parent’s day, I invited mom to come to the school. When her name was called, the teacher asked mom to tell everyone what she did for a living, and tell them about her job. Mom stood up and told our class she was the owner of the local HVAC company and she had been an HVAC technician for almost twenty years. One of the bigger guys snorted. She asked if he a question about the job. He told her his dad told him that no girl ever did a man’s job like a man did. His dad was an HVAC technician and he would laugh if he heard she was an HVAC technician. Mom smiled and thanked him for his comments. She told the kids about working as a female HVAC and getting a lot of backlash about it, but it was a career she enjoyed. The same guy stood up and asked what HVAC company she owned. When mom told him, he sat down and lowered his head. I found out later that day, that his dad worked for my mom. As funny as it seemed at the moment, I was sure he felt bad that his dad worked for a woman. Mom said a lot of men wouldn’t admit they were working for woman when she was better at the job than he was.

 

My mom is an HVAC technician.

Tomorrow is Thursday plus I need to get to bed early tonight because every one of us will be playing music for a few hours next to the church

I am almost done with my workday plus it is only 1:30pm, which means I get more time to meditate plus do yoga. I also have to go to the fruit sit plus get a bunch of pears plus other fruits. It will be an simple night too because I will just do a short workout with my friend plus then go watch the sunset on the pier plus relax. Tonight I will entirely watch some documentary about the sea with my cats plus chill out in my little office. I will be comfortable with my heating device keeping us all sizzling while every one of us snuggle under some blankets beside the air purification system. I care about to watch things about nature, plus documentaries are cool because I usually learn something from enjoying them. I sometimes watch infomercials about Heating plus Air Conditioning device plus tepid water heaters, however that can get kind of boring, so I care about to put in a great nature flick sometimes too. Tomorrow is Thursday plus I need to get to bed early tonight because every one of us will be playing music for a few hours next to the church. The local business near the church is going to pay us to do a show in multiple more weeks, which is nice because they have a fireplace next to the phase heating the performers while they bear their hearts to the audience. It should be a great show plus if it goes well, which it will, they will pay us more plus have us do a show there every week! Life is great plus getting better.

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I had never really thought wood furniture was comfortable, but I had sat in many chairs where I could find some comfort.

My friend had been bragging about the wood furniture she had in her house.

I expected it to be a table and chairs, but that wasn’t all of it. She had a loveseat that was also all wood. When I sat down on the loveseat, it was okay, but it was quite uncomfortable. I didn’t know how to tell her I didn’t like the comfort afforded by her wood furniture. She told me it was supposed to help improve the posture, but it was doing nothing for my posterior. I told her I wasn’t really fond of wood furniture, until she showed me the rocking chair she bought. It was gorgeous, even if the seat did sit low to the ground. I was afraid to sit down, because I feared my arthritic knees wouldn’t allow me to stand back up. I was amazed at how comfortable the wood rocking chair was. My posterior fit perfectly in the seat. The back was high and angled perfectly for my back to fit when leaning back. When I went to get up, the rocking motion helped to safely eject me from the seat. I asked when she had gotten the wood rocking chair, and she told me it was her grandmother’s. I wished my grandmother had a wood rocking chair like this. I would be going there to visit every time I needed to relax. The wood rocking chair was the only piece of wood furniture she had, that I would even consider sitting in more than once.

 

 

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