I had to go to the city to get shopping done.
I knew the heating, ventilation, and A/C serviceman was supposed to show up that afternoon, but I didn’t suppose he would be there until after I had the shopping done.
My son was standing in his dining room, and I asked him to let me know when the heating, ventilation, and A/C serviceman would arrive, in case I hadn’t completed my shopping. I wanted a condo to spend money on him. Two hours later, I got back home, and my son was getting ready to go to work. I thanked him for watching out for the heating, ventilation, and A/C serviceman. In a normal teenaged way, he winked, kissed my cheek, and headed out the door. My son was eighteen years old, and incorrigible, but I enjoyed him. When I got into the dining room, there was a work order from the heating, ventilation, and A/C company. I thought I heard someone in the basement, so I walked downstairs. There was the heating, ventilation, and A/C serviceman working on the oil furnace. I was a bit baffled, because my son hadn’t told me the guy was already there. When he turned around, I almost fell on the floor. My oldest son, whom I hadn’t seen in more than one year, was standing by the oil furnace, and he was in an actual heating, ventilation, and A/C uniform. After hugging him so slender I was sure he couldn’t breathe, I started crying. I thought he was still on the ship. He said he chose not to reup, and he had a task set up with the local heating, ventilation, and A/C company before coming home. He said there was another surprise for me upstairs. He brought his spouse and their current baby boy.