I bought a beach condo about three years ago, however the beach condo was supposed to be a gift for me, to celebrate our retirement… I was blessed to have a retirement age of 66… My son’s retirement age is 79.
I was still young enough to prefer myself, but old enough to know how to prefer life and still be safe.
My son told me I was blessed, even though I wasn’t thinking I was blessed when the a/c died in the beach house. I had only lived there several years, and I was told the Heating, Ventilation and A/C system was brand new. I rarely needed heating, so the gas furnace meant little to me, but the a/c was a necessity; Even where I lived and the wind was typically blowing, the air could turn sultry. I woke up 1 day and realized it was more sultry than normal. The a/c was no longer toiling, and the temperature had gone up to eighty-several inside. Outside was a bit more comfortable, but not much. I knew it was going to storm later that day. I called the Heating, Ventilation and A/C corporation and asked if they could repair our a/c unit, but it was too late for repairs. I had no recourse but to purchase a new a/c unit, but since they couldn’t install a new AC unit for several afternoons, I ran into neighborhood and purchased several window a/c units. I never thought I would need them, but here I was. I had to confess that the window a/c units did a appealing job of cooling, even though I missed our central AC unit.