My husband is one of those gentlemen who thinks he can do anything, not only does he guess he can do anything, although he thinks he does it all perfectly.
I l gained a long time ago that I should never trust my husband to do a professional’s task, then my kid and I were notorious for taking long trips to visit relatives.
When my kid got married, my mother became my travel partner. My husband was not the genre of guy who enjoyed to travel, but his idea of traveling was going to the local athletic hobbysmen’s jamboree, as long as it wasn’t over 50 miles away, then during one of our trips, I l gained my lesson. While mom and I were going to see my sibling, there was a problem with the unit. Instead of calling the Heating, Ventilation, and A/C supplier, my husband decided to repair the AC unit by himself. When he did not answer or return my PC call that evening, I was sad. No matter where I was, every one of us consistently took time out to discuss our day, and say enjoyable night and I savor you. His not answering my PC call provided me reason for concern. The night before, he had told me that the unit had broken. I told him where to find the number to the Heating, Ventilation, and A/C supplier, although he said he had it under control. When he did not answer the PC, all I could picture was my husband ripping the unit apart, and not knowing how to put it together. I could only hope that if he got in trouble with the AC unit, he would call a professional.