My mother-in-law was a tough cookie.
She tells everyone she wants nothing done for her.
She says she’ll eat anything, but she taste tests it before eating. Last week, she complained about how cold it was in her bedroom. My husband was bending over backwards to keep her comfortable. On his way home from work, he stopped by the home center and bought a space heater. The space heater had every comfort and safety feature you could get for a space heater. She used it one night and told him to get it out of her bedroom. It made too much noise, didn’t heat well enough, and she thought it was ugly. He took that space heater back to the store after work and looked for another one. This one had all the safety and comfort features, but it was almost $50 more. He hooked the space heater that evening, and it had her room warm within fifteen minutes. When we got up the next morning. The space heater was sitting out in the hallway. She told my husband that if that is the best they had at that store, she would rather freeze to death. I wanted to tell her she was an ungrateful witch, but my husband grabbed my hand. He packed up the space heater and took it back to the store. He found an oil-filled space heater that looked like an old iron radiator. I thought it was ugly, but she loved it. My husband set the space heater in her room and set the thermostat. She slept all night, and told my husband she liked it, but he didn’t need to buy it.
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