You should have listened to me about the furnace.

I knew there was something wrong with the furnace, but I didn’t know how to describe what was happening.

My husband worked twelve hours a day.

When he got home, he wanted his dinner and a few hours to relax before going to bed. He didn’t want to be bothered with nit picky arguments, or with things that could wait until the weekend. When I mentioned the furnace, I should have known he didn’t want to hear it. I was sure I was hearing things in the ductwork, and it only happened when the furnace turned on. Since it was spring, the furnace didn’t turn on often, so you didn’t always hear the noise. He looked at me and asked if this couldn’t wait, not even realizing we were talking about the HVAC system. That weekend, we were sitting at the table in the kitchen eating lunch. He saw a mouse head pop up out of the air vent, and then disappear. When he asked if I saw the mouse, I told him it could wait until lunch was over, and then we could discuss. He started to talk about the mouse in the air vent, and I asked if it coldn’t wait until lunch was over. I was hoping he knew I was paraphrasing his wanted to wait until the weekend. As soon as lunch was over, he brought up the mouse. I told him he should have listened when I told him about the furnace. I had been hearing noises when the furnace turned on, and yesterday I realized there were mice in the ductwork.


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