Better heating in home office this winter

The past few years have been filled with a bunch of changes for me and my family. Prior to 2020, we were just doing our best to raise our family and pursue careers. Of course all of that has changed a great deal given all the changes as a result of the challenges we’ve all faced. For one, I no longer work in an office. When they closed up those offices with the zone controlled HVAC as the pandemic hit, that was the last time I’d be at that desk. Of course, I didn’t realize this at the time. I was trying to figure out how the heck I was going to work remotely at home, make sure my kids were studying and deal with all the other changes. The working from home didn’t start well and it was obvious that I had to figure something out. My kids got into a good rhythm when it came to schooling in the air conditioning of home. My husband took over the guest room for his home office and I was just sort of the odd man out. But we solved this by buying a premade storage shed and putting it in the back of the house. This became my home office and I love it. Yet, I love it even more this winter as I now has some real HVAC equipment to keep me comfortable. The first winter, I dealt with the cold temperatures by using a space heater in my new office. But this year, we had an electrician wire my new office so I could have the HVAC company install a ductless heat pump.



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Heating and cooling equality throughout the house

I guess my days as setter of the thermostat are over. We recently had the HVAC company come out to tweak the HVAC equipment. They added all sorts of stuff in the ductwork and elsewhere. But now, we have zone controlled HVAC in our home. And hopefully, this will now make everyone happy. I live in a house of girls and I’m noticing that my opportunities to live in this house as I wish are fading. So, you just do the best you can to stave off total anarchy. Just can’t have that at all. When I started getting all the complaints about the thermostat setting from different voices in my house, my radar went up. Then, I noticed that there were growing disagreements on the thermostat setting. This then led to resentments which the girls then got all into each other over. This just wouldn’t do for me as I need the peace in my house. Hence, the zone controlled HVAC I just paid for to make a reality. There is still one main thermostat that is also a smart thermostat. Then there are five other thermostats which can be operated independently. But the main one controls all of it if need be. I can sort of understand how the girls aren’t exactly fans of my thermostat setting. For me, I like it a bit cooler with the HVAC heating and a bit on the warmer side for HVAC cooling. That sounds counter intuitive but I think my internal thermostat is set by my needs to save money on HVAC costs.
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A classic beauty is restored but with modern HVAC

My wife and I just aren’t all that into the material stuff of life.

That doesn’t mean we don’t spend our money on things because we do.

It’s just that we spend our money on quality and don’t really need the flash. We lived for a long time in a smaller two bedroom house because it fit our needs. It was a cool little place and had the best HVAC equipment we could find when we replace the old HVAC unit. So buying and renovating the house we now live in wasn’t all about impressing anyone. We just knew what we saw in the house when we bought it. The place was just a classic beauty that needed a lot of work. My wife and I stayed in our camper with portable heating and cooling for the better part of a year during the renovations. That’s how committed we were to bringing back this structure to its former glory. It didn’t come easy. The heating and cooling was a great example. This house was designed before there was residential HVAC. So adding modern HVAC technology was the challenge. Thankfully, we could rely on a very talented HVAC contractor to make that happen. He installed a perfectly positioned ductless multi split system in our home that is simply flawless in design and flow. The ductless heat pumps blend in perfectly with the lines of our home. It’s been a real challenge but we are forever now connected to this home. It’s a masterpiece to us and the quality heating and air we enjoy blends in perfectly with that original design.

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I just couldn't figure it out.

My husband was outside splitting wood for our fireplace.

We had an excellent heating system, and I didn’t think we needed the fireplace.

My husband told me that it was Christmas, and we were going to have the lit fireplace whether we needed it or not. The temperatures outside were close to 70 and I thought that a fireplace was a bit of overkill. My husband still insisted.He told me that we were going to have snow for Christmas and the fireplace would make the house seem more cozy. I just couldn’t figure it out. He wanted so badly to have snow on the ground for Christmas, that I think he truly believed it. I listened to the weather report that afternoon and they were saying that the unusually warm weather was to continue to the end of the year. My husband told me that his sciatica never lied to him, and this time it was telling him we were going to have snow. The next morning, I got up and there was a chill inside the house. My husband was humming while bringing the wood into the house and getting the fireplace set to be lit. I turned on the weather, and there was the weather person saying that a freak cold front had dropped down on our area. They were predicting up to 16 inches of snow that would start falling within the next three hours. My husband patted his back and said, “My sciatica never lies.”. I’m not sure I’m happy that his sciatica never lies, but I am looking forward to a romantic evening in front of the fireplace.



I think I made the wrong career choice.

When I was growing up, I wanted to be just like my dad. My dad was the owner of the local HVAC company. He was also the best HVAC HVAC technician in the state. No matter what time of day or night, if one of his customers called with an emergency heating or air conditioning problem, he was there. He often told us that it didn’t matter if he was the owner of the HVAC company or just one of the technicians, he was there to work. He was not just the owner, but he was an HVAC technician first. I so admired my dad and his dedication that I wanted to be an HVAC technician just like him. When I graduated high school, the first thing I did was sign up to be a student at the local community college. After graduation, I got an apprenticeship in one of the local HVAC companies. I worked for them for a year before deciding I wanted to work for my father. To me, being a HVAC technician was just a job. I went to work, I did my job well, but I wasn’t happy. I felt there was something else out there for me. For the next year, I did nothing but search my heart to find what it was that I needed to make me happy in my career. It was hard to tell my dad that I no longer wanted to work for him, but I wanted to go back to school. Something inside me said that repairing heating and air conditioning systems was not enough. I wanted to be able to design and build HVAC systems that were going to be good for the environment for many years to come.

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I couldn't find my diamond ring.

Normally, when I go to work I will take off my diamond ring. It is the one piece of jewelry that means the most to me, and I don’t want to lose it. The diamond ring comes off along with my necklace, when I’m putting on my uniform. My husband is the owner of the local HVAC company and I was the first HVAC technician that he hired. Ever since then, when a team of HVAC technicians is needed to do a job, my husband and I are the first to go out. So, that being said, when he said there was a new furnace installation that needed to be done, I hopped into the service van with my husband. He grabbed my hand and reminded me that I still had my diamond ring on. Before I knew it, we were at the house where the furnace was being installed. The furnace had already been delivered and was in the basement waiting for the final installation to be done. My husband and I quickly dispatched the connection of the furnace to the ductwork and the electrical. I connected the thermostats and made sure the thermostat was working. By the time we left the house, the furnace was working perfectly, and the family was quite happy. When we got back into the service fan, I searched through my pockets for my diamond ring which was no longer on my finger. I began to panic wondering if I’d lost inside the house, when my husband got into the van. He saw the look on my face and smiled while pulling the ring out of his pocket.


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Three HVAC technicians in the house, and still we have no AC.

When we were first married, my husband opened his own HVAC company.

From the very beginning, he was a success.

He used to tell me that he worked so hard making the HVAC company a success because he wanted to hand it down to our sons. We now have two grown sons who are HVAC technicians, and they work with her father. As of yet, neither of our sons have left the house. I am beginning to wonder if our sons will ever get married, or at least find their own home. I’m thinking I’m going to have three HVAC technicians in my house for the rest of my life. The problem is that although I love my men, it upsets me a bit that with three HVAC technicians in the house, I still have no air conditioning. I have been telling them at the breakfast table, at the dinner table, and at times in between, that the air conditioning unit was not working properly. Finally, last week, my husband came in after a long day of work and asked why it was so warm in the house. I rolled my eyes and just stared at him. I asked him how many times I had said that the air conditioner was not working properly? He just stared at me like I had three heads. He did not remember my asking for someone to please repair the air conditioning unit. My two sons came in five minutes later and commented on how warm the house was. My husband went all boss on them and said that since they were HVAC technicians, instead of complaining about the heat, they should just repair the air conditioner.


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Our son is our HVAC technician.

The temperature never reached 72, but stayed around 65

When our sons were little, we used to tease them that when they grew up, they had to take up careers that would make their parent’s lives easier. Our youngest son wanted to be a doctor. One of our sons became an electrician, another son took up plumbing, and our oldest son decided he wanted to be an HVAC technician. Over the last several years, we have had the occasion when we needed to use almost every one of our sons skills. Neither my wife nor I felt comfortable asking our son, the doctor, to give us any health advice, because he was a pediatrician. The HVAC technician however, seems to be on speed dial. Poor Michael, every time there was the smallest noise in the furnace or in the air conditioner, his mom was calling him. When there was a lack of airflow, we called Michael. He was the first one to leave home and go out on his own, and the one that we saw the most. Sometimes, I think my wife trumped up problems with the HVAC system, just so she could call Michael. He was the only one of our sons who was married with children. Last month, my wife swore that the heating system wasn’t working properly. She told me that when she set the thermostat to 72, the furnace was running nonstop all day long. The temperature never reached 72, but stayed around 65. For the first time, my wife had a real reason for calling Michael. I think Michael thought it was just a way to get him to come over to the house. When he showed up, he had his tools, but he also brought his wife and our three grandchildren.


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She told me I couldn't do it.

Ever since I was a little boy, once someone told me I couldn’t do something, I would do my best to do it.

My grandfather told me that there wasn’t anything someone couldn’t do.

You may not be able to do something, but you could try. Saying I can’t, was like giving up before I even had a chance to try. So, when my wife told me I couldn’t repair the window air conditioner, I had to prove her wrong. She was bound and determined that we were going to go shopping and buy a new window air conditioner for the bedroom. I was adamant that I was going to repair the window air conditioner, and we were not going shopping.I don’t think I’ve ever seen my wife that angry with me. I was sure she wasn’t going to talk to me for the next couple of days. However, her not talking to me for a couple of days, gave me a chance to actually open up the air conditioning unit and look inside. I’m not saying I know a lot about air conditioners, because I don’t. If I’m being honest, I know absolutely nothing about air conditioning units. All I knew was that I had a computer, I had the know-how of using a computer, and I knew how to use the search box. I put in the serial number of the window air conditioner, and did a search on repair. Four different YouTube videos came up; all of them showed me how to repair the window air conditioner. The problem I was having was that I didn’t know what was wrong with the air conditioner to be able to repair.



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I was too embarrassed to call for help.

Normally, I pay attention to where I am mad at all times.

However, when there are kids and animals around me while I am working, I become distracted.

Last week, I was working on a furnace that was located right outside of the family playroom. The kids were screaming, knocking on the furnace room door, and the dogs were barking. My ADD was on high alert. I have been a HVAC technician for five years now, and I should be used to these situations, but this was the worst. I was just getting ready to stand up after having been crouched for 10 minutes working on one component in the furnace. My thigh was cramped, a piercing scream went through the room, and I stumbled. When I stumbled, I tripped over a box of toys, and fell flat on my knee. A piercing pain went through my knee, and I knew I had some damage. I heard the mother yell at the child for screaming, but no one looked into the room. I was so embarrassed about tripping over the toys that I didn’t want to call for help. Every time I tried to get up from the floor, my knee would scream at me, and I could feel it swelling inside my jeans. I reached my phone, called the owner of the HVAC company, and told him I thought it broke my kneecap. After explaining to him what happened, he told me he would send some help to the house, while trying not to laugh. He had to call the owner of the house and let them know what happened, and have them open the door for the ambulance.

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