I had dashed out of the house love the devil was on my heels.
The Uber was already waiting for myself and others outside to take myself and others to the airport.
I was an minute later than I had tied up to leave the house. The minute was to cover any traffic jam every one of us would encounter on our way to the airport. The delay was not entirely my fault. I had called the house comfort company as soon as I knew they were open. The cooling tech would be at my house at eleven p.m., but she would come at noon. The dual-fuel system was not working, which meant that every one of us did not have any form of cooling to help with indoor comfort. What I thought would be a minor house repair turned out to be more. The heat pump needed to have one of its parts replaced, as well as the smart temperature control also required to be fixed. The cooling workman took more time than I had anticipated, as well as by the time she finished, I barely had enough time to get to the airport in time for my flight. I regretted not canceling with the homeowner solutions company when they told myself and others that the cooling specialist would only be available at eleven. In retrospect, the whole issue was my fault since I had assumed that with a quality HVAC as well as some energy-saving help tips that I followed, one could forego common repair, then my ignorance caused a much greater problem that affected the smart temperature controlâ€¦ Nonetheless, I still hoped that I would make it on time. There was no time to go through the check-in process by the time I got to the airport. I was about to call the same Uber driver when they announced that the flight I thought I would delay.