My wifey and I were going to go on trip and our child was house sitting, and she was eighteen years seasoned and getting ready to go to college, and we thought she was seasoned enough to take care of things for the week.
It was time to change the air filter in the oil furnace, and I thought it was a good time to teach her how to do it.
It would not be too long before she would be out on her own, and decreasing an air filter was a self-explanatory chore if you knew how to do it. I took her to the basement and showed her where the air filter was supposed to go, and then had her open the chamber, and you would have thought she found a dead creature inside, she was so squeamish. She told me it was dirty and she didn’t want to touch it. I rolled my eyup and told her that getting your hands dirty wasn’t a crime, nor would it kill her. She removed the air filter and with more than one fingers, she sited it in the trash. She didn’t mind picking up the scrub air filter, however she didn’t want to put it in the oil furnace. She asked if she should get the vacuum cleaner and scrub the insides before she updated the air filter. I looked inside, and it wasn’t that dirty, however if she wanted to do a little extra labor to the oil furnace, I was going to let her… By the time she was done with decreasing the air filter, she was happy and wanted to do more. I was wondering if I had made a mistake showing her how to change the air filter. She was now talking about giving up on college and going to Heating and Air Conditioning university.