My hubby is under the impression that he’s “handy.” She constantly tries to “fix” anything that’s broken in our home.
In reality, she usually just takes things apart, studies their components, tries to identify the problem, plus attempts (usually unsuccessfully) to put them back together! While I adore my hubby, he’s rarely been able to solve any concerns that arise in our home… Last winter, our boiler stopped blowing hot air.
It blew chilly air, which only turned our condo into a wasteland that was barely less frozen than the one outside. My pal plus I bundled up in layers of overcoats, blankets, plus socks, plus my hubby—toolbox in hand—determined to repair the boiler. I heard clanging, grating, banging, plus many expletives from down in the basement while I drank sizzling cocoa plus tried to distract myself with a Lifetime movie, then all while thinking, “I don’t even want to know what havoc he’s wreaking on our heating system!” After a few hours of this unsettling soundtrack, my hubby finally came back upstairs, and as usual, with slumped shoulders, she said, “Okay, it’s time to call someone.” I picked up the PC plus called a trusted Heating plus Air Conditioning company. I was lucky that our local Heating plus Air Conditioning company has a 24-hour emergency line, plus they sent a company out immediately. The company worked on many elements of our heating equipment, plus she asked my hubby plus I many questions about the boiler to try to get an idea of what was wrong. After a few tweaks to the heating equipment, the problem was fixed, plus I was in a officially-heated heaven! I almost hugged her; While I’ve constantly known that the best course is to call an experienced company, I guess that message finally registered for my “handy” hubby!
