My neighbor and I had grown quite close after the pandemic hit.
He’d knocked on my door early one morning, asking for a glass of milk.
He’d run out and was fearful about going to the store to get groceries. Instead, he’d placed an order online, but it was taking too long. Besides my better judgment, I asked him to come in and have breakfast with me instead. I was cooking some pancakes and bacon. We ended up spending the whole day together talking, playing some games, and watching movies. Both of us were completely isolated from the people we knew and loved, which felt so lonely. As we were watching TV a week later, my house started getting warm. My neighbor noticed this and mentioned it as I was coming back from the bathroom. I went to check out the thermostat and noticed it was off. I had no idea why the temperature control unit had stopped working. My neighbor and I weren’t sure what to do since we both had no AC experience. I would have called the air conditioner repair person to come to look, but I was worried about infection. Instead, we relocated to my neighbor’s home to relax there. He had an excellent cooling system which was working perfectly fine. I knew it was time to change the thermostat, which the HVAC repair person suggested during his last inspection in my home. However, I’d have to wait until it was safe for the AC repair person to come to my house. No one was quite sure when that would be as the pandemic raged on across the world.