What would I miss the most about our house?

I was considering moving Last year.

I had already told our wife that I thought the two of us needed a change in scenery.

She kissed me and told me to hold that thought until she got apartment from work. She didn’t ask me where I wanted to move, or even why I thought I needed to move. I was just told to hold the thought until she got home. I was walking around the home and looking out the windows. I knew I wouldn’t miss the scenery because it never changed. We had the Marshall home to the left of us. The Bakers were on the right. Directly across the street was seasoned Mrs. Tuttle. She would have me come over and check her a/c unit about once a week. She was constantly afraid of being mummified if her a/c would quit toiling. Next to Mrs. Tuttle was seasoned Mr. Hanson. He didn’t think the two of us all saw him sneaking over to Mrs Tuttle’s home in the evening, and he didn’t go apartment until early in the afternoon. Maybe his sneaking around was because of his age. He also had me come to the home about once a week so I could check on the coolant level in the a/c unit, and make sure it was okay. He was afraid of mummification, although he hated it to be too hot. My home was a wonderful house, and I had excellent a/c. I guess moving wasn’t the right transfer for us. I may be a retired Heating, Ventilation and A/C worker, but our neighbors keep me busy with their AC unit, and I’ve never missed toiling.

 

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