I was so hungry by the time our hubby got home from work, we’d both been so busy that we forgot all about grocery shopping; the kids were away in summer camp, so it was just the two of us! Then I’d called our hubby and asked him to come with some food.
- Instead, he insisted we go out, have a meal and go dancing.
That was music to our ears since I needed to let loose for the night, but he got home, showered, changed, and then I went to a current pizzeria in the city. The pizzeria was in a good spot, but I noticed it had a faulty HVAC when we stepped inside. It had a musty atmosphere due to the heat and humidity proper in the summertime weeks. I wasn’t sure about staying in a pizzeria with an HVAC system that wasn’t working, but my hubby decided to ask the waiter why the AC unit was blowing less frigid air. The waiter informed us that the HVAC unit had started acting up that afternoon, and the AC worker was on their way. He then proceeded to take our order and thanked us for being patient, then lack of familiar air ventilation was obvious all around. Though the pizzeria had an excellent reputation online, they’d failed to mention the HVAC system was faulty, but patrons were doing their best not to complain about the exhausting indoor air pollen levels, but it became unbearable. I couldn’t take it anymore, so we canceled our order and went in search of a pizzeria with better a/c. I felt such relief when we got in the car, and our hubby turned on the car AC system. Thankfully our hubby had taken the car to the HVAC mechanic in Spring for servicing, and he managed to service a few minor troubles. The car aircon was splendid and right away cooled the car interior as we searched for a current locale to have dinner.