HVAC Repair Tips for Homeowners

Staring down the long hall.

I have to get to room 478 and it’s so far down there. It’s a massive distance and this walk in itself will cost me a few pounds. I know I need to lose weight anyways but by the time I get to my hotel room, I’ll need to take a shower from this long walk. Maybe it’s a bit of sarcasm but still, this isn’t good. I don’t know why I felt it was a good idea to take the stairs up to the fourth floor but now I know it most definitely wasn’t. Also, the parking lot was full so it would’ve taken me a little less time to walk to the elevator but the walk would’ve been long regardless. As I started to walk down the hall I can feel a breeze, a cool breeze, that of an air conditioner cooling me down. It was getting stronger and stronger and the walk became harder as it felt like I was fighting my way to my room. I can see the vent blowing from the far side of the hallway and pictures on the walls were turning to an angle due to the powerful now feels like hurricane wind from the air conditioner vent. Who messed with the thermostat? I was halfway to my room and started to grip the wall. The hotel felt like it was alive as it didn’t want me to get to room 478. I need to get to my room! What is going on? Then all of a sudden I hear yelling and I wake up to my wife. I was still in frantic mode and she said, “It was a dream and I need sleep for our flight in the morning.” I felt that was rude but room 478 is our hotel room tomorrow evening.

 

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It’s time to kick up my feet and relax.

Friday night is finally here and I get to enjoy this long weekend at home.

I should say I get to enjoy this long weekend and home for tonight only because tomorrow I have chores to do, starting off with mowing the lawn. Regardless, tonight is TV night with the wife and just relaxation. I look forward to this night because I try to stay up as late as possible and catch up on some of the stuff I didn’t have time for during the week. Tonight didn’t start off the greatest because I accidentally broke my footstool and I need to put my feet up and just relax. I keep saying relax but it’s true. I’m on these feet all week long running from one job to another and I’m spent. It’s going to sound a bit weird but I found a solution for tonight and that is to use my portable air conditioner as my footstool. It’s a little high but it works. I’m glad I made this purchase a few years ago from the HVAC company. It had another purpose at the time and now its purpose is to be my footstool. A few years back ran into some trouble and couldn’t afford the HVAC system to be repaired. So in came this little portable air conditioner and it did the trick until we were able to have our HVAC unit repaired. I’m not going to keep using this as a footstool but this Friday it has a new purpose and I don’t even want to think about my broken footstool until tomorrow.

Heating and air conditioning

I think about weird topics often.

I guess sometimes if I’m most comfortable then these random ideas come to my head.

It’s not like I sit there and brainstorm until something pops up and then I lose my mind. Recently, laying in bed enjoying the amazing air conditioning that we have serviced every few months from John, the HVAC tech, I thought about people who live in deserts. How do they do it? It’s so dang hot and I can’t fathom the idea of living on sand. Do they live on sand? If you’re in a desert and everything is sand, where do you go? All you can find is sand, sun, and sunburns. Oh, the cool thing is that you have camels! But having no air conditioning whatsoever is a problem. I would think in today’s age no one would live in a desert but who knows? I guess I can google it and find out if someone actually does live there. I have to stop thinking about this because I need to sleep and I have an early day tomorrow for work. My anxiety is keeping me up and telling me I need answers but I’m too lazy to look it up. It’s quite annoying to be me and I feel very lazy but it’s slightly fun to create this thought in my head. Sometimes I let this whole idea keep playing out until I fall asleep and then I dream about it. I’m glad today is all about the desert and air conditioning because other nights it’s about fighting the undead or whatever. Those nights are not good nights for me at all.

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I just don’t get people sometimes.

It’s not just any person but my lovely, beautiful wife.

She knows I work in the freezer all day at work and when I get home I need to take ten showers to even feel remotely warm. But every day when I get home from work, the air conditioning is on and the house feels like the freezer I just got out of. I complain about it almost every day and I do feel bad and I should choose my words better. Maybe I’m not communicating it correctly because, for some odd reason, nothing changes. I have gotten so upset that I threatened to get a smart thermostat for the house so I can control the air quality in the house before I get home from work. To be honest, I could care less about how the house feels the rest of the day but when I’m home, it’s a completely different story. Also, on the days I’m off I can handle a little air conditioning because I can feel the warmth of the sun heating up the house. Maybe I’m being a little too hard and maybe I should invest in getting a portable space heater. I can always set it up in the finished basement and relax there while my body adjusts. I can buy a bigger TV, have the guys over, and feel good. I wonder how many of my friends would like to hang out in a heated basement during the summer. I seriously doubt I would have many friends that would want to do that besides my work buddies.

 

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