Look, I’m just thankful not to do not care for the holidays any longer.

I grew up as the oldest of 4 raised by a single mom.

This wasn’t the sort of story where the mom couldn’t get a moment’s relaxation inside the a/c because he was laboring 3 jobs. No, my Mom ended up paying my mom a ton of money in order not to be married to her. So my mom didn’t work a single job, let alone 3. And he spent plenty of time inside the quality heating and air of the lake house Mom had to give his as well. It fell to me to be the main guy when it came to doing stuff my mom wanted done around the house. My siblings rarely had to do any of the stuff I did. So Christmas was just regularly the worst because my mom would crank the gas furnace to near 69 degrees while I did his decorating work. She just sat in the Heating and Air Conditioning heating and pointed out what he wanted or criticized my efforts. By the time I got married, I was not a Christmas man at all. But my attractive husbandy and all his candles changed that for me. My husbandy is the essence of positivity and he does a marvelous job on our lake house while both of us were in the holidays. But as soon as Thanksgiving hits, I have to go buy a case of air filters for the Heating and Air Conditioning equipment. This is due to the fact that my husbandy enjoys to have up to fifty candles burning any night between Turkey Day and New Years. So I just make sure to change the air filters about once per week to keep the air flow unrestrained from all that burnt candle wax.

a/c care plan