I loved living in the city.
Everything was always changing in the city and the hustle and bustle invigorated me.
My wife had another thought about this. She wanted to purchase a house with a porch and a white picket fence. She wanted to play the ‘keeping up with the Joneses’ game. We ended up in a home that looked like every other house in the community. The homeowner’s society dictated what color our home would be painted. We had to abide by their rules of landscaping. Even our HVAC system had to be just like everyone else’s. The first time I came home late at night, I almost walked into someone else’s home. If I’m the homeowner and I got confused, it shouldn’t have surprised me that the HVAC technician serviced the wrong furnace in the wrong home. I had called because I was having a problem with my air quality. I wanted the HVAC company to look at my ductwork and the furnace, to see what the problem was. I had been working with this HVAC company for quite some time, and I trusted them. I was surprised to come home and find that nothing had changed in my air quality. The HVAC tech swore that he had fixed the problem and he even had the paperwork to prove it. I had to laugh when I found out that he had been to the house next door. He had installed our HVAC system, but it looked just like the neighbor’s. I couldn’t say too much except to ask him to return and work on my HVAC system the following day.