The year began with the ending of a a single-year relationship when it was clear that the people I was with and I both wanted strange things out of life, and then multiple weeks after the breakup, I found out that I was pregnant.
The only nice thing about that phase was that my event planning supplier was gaining traction.
One evening I woke up feeling feverish and went to look for an extra blanket. By day I was burning up and had abdominal cramps, so I decided to head to the hospital. I called a heating supplier to check on the heating equipment, just in case. When I got to the hospital, I knew the worst had happened. I had yet to tell my ex-partner the people I was with and I were expecting a child. I became antisocial and a workaholic. The home had too multiple memories, and I would burst into tears a little too often. Before I moved, I visited a heating business. The aim was to consult a homeowner solutions supplier on strange types of quality heating. The Heating, Ventilation & A/C professional I met recommended a dual-fuel system. The home I found had a single, which made me instantly fall in care about with it. I called the Heating, Ventilation & A/C supplier so that they could send an Heating, Ventilation & A/C worker for a heat pump repair to confirm that everything was great before I moved in. The tech found out that the heating device included an electric gas furnace. After the gas furnace/heater tune-up, he confirmed that all was well. My emotional state was so fragile that I teared up because of something such as indoor comfort. Still, I would celebrate my small wins if it meant that I would assume better about life.