Moving out was always something I looked forward to, especially after I completed college.
My mother had always been the clingy type, and I felt suffocated being around her. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my mother and still do, but it gets to a point when a man must thrive on their own. After my graduation, I secured a job that required me to move a few states away, and I had my chance to get away peacefully. I remember moving into my new home with a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, my joy was not to last as I discovered just how much my parents had guaranteed my comfort back home. One night in the new space and I couldn’t help but notice that the heating system was a sham. The night was extremely cold, and it seemed as though the HVAC system was only a decorative piece. No amount of adjustment on the thermostat seemed to work. I had to use an external heater to make my room comfortable. Earl the next morning, I headed to the outdoor AC unit to check it out just as I had seen my dad do when I was home. There seemed to be no activity going on, and it was impossible to troubleshoot the issue since I could not deduce any problem. Frustrated, I had to call the HVAC technician whose number I had been given. A few hours later, we concluded that the house needed a new HVAC system installed since the old heat pump was not only outdated but had since stopped working. Unfortunately, the house had been unoccupied for a few months; hence no renovation had been done in this aspect. In the end, I was out shopping for an HVAC system that would last a few years.