I wonder about my family sometimes, nay, often times, and we all have interesting quirks, you might say, and some other people might refer to this as a family history of mental illness.
pickle, pickle! My family doesn’t seem to see it that way; That’s why it was so wild the other day when my mom certainly told me she had recognized that she had anxiety concerns! I almost peed my pants laughing! It’s been 60 years, and she just realized that it isn’t normal to have 50 racing thoughts per second. It’s also not normal to live separate from heat because you’re too distraught to call a current professional Heating and Air Conditioning dealership. You see, two years ago my mom’s normal heating and cooling serviceman passed away, but ever since, she has been separate from any professional ventilation repair or routine service, because she is convinced that no other Heating and Air Conditioning shop on earth will be as unbelievable as Ernie. It’s a pretty stubborn anxiety, considering she was willing to endure a awful Midwest winter season separate from a boiler this past year. When her central heating system broke down in February, she didn’t tell a soul. Instead, she loaded up with electric space heaters, and froze in her empty house! Over the holidays I came up to visit and realized within 3 minutes that my mom was in need of some help, clearly she could not find her own ventilation specialist, and she was going to burn the condo down with all of those space heaters. Eventually, I lured her out of the condo and during that time my sibling arrived to let in the Heating and Air Conditioning serviceman. The best part was, his heating and cooling dealership was only 1.5 miles down the street.
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