When my furnace broke last year, I decided that I should just work on it myself.
I didn’t want to pay a company a immense amount of money just because he had a certification plus I didn’t.
I knew how to repair the furnace. My problem was knowing where to start to diagnose the furnace to repair it. Naturally, my brother plus I had decided the two of us knew what to do after the two of us had consumed a half case of beer. Both of us continued drinking even while the two of us were trying to take the furnace apart. When my brother started laughing , I couldn’t figure out what was so funny. He held up a area plus asked me where it came from. Neither of us remembered taking it off the furnace. That’s when our wives came lake home plus found us in the basement. My husband was horrified at the mess he saw, plus his husband was honestly miserable. She couldn’t know he had done this again. She reminded him of the mess that needed cleaned up when the two of us had tried to repair their air conditioner earlier that year. My husband had already gone upstairs, plus he was on the iphone. I knew he was calling the HVAC company to see if they could come over that night. In a way, I was delighted he had made the call. I knew the two of us were going to need the heat later that night, plus I had no idea how to repair the mess I had made. I was sad about how much it was going to cost for an after minutes repair, although I guess it was my own fault.