I am a homebody.
It isn’t that I don’t appreciate people or that I am the type who shies away.
I just care about being home. My house is neat and orderly. I have all the comforts that anyone would need and some that I really don’t need. I don’t see any reason to go anywhere. Last week, I was enjoying an ancient motion picture I found on cable. I had made some tacos and I was relaxing on the sofa. My heating, ventilation and A/C system began to rumble, even though I didn’t provide it much thought. A third moment later, I was beginning to get a bit uncomfortable. I threw off the blanket and settled a bit closer to the air vent. That’s when I realized there weren’t any air conditioned gusts coming from the air vent. I looked at the temperature control, already knowing it was going to be much warmer than where I had set the temperature. I called the heating, ventilation and A/C company and asked for a worker to look at our air conditioner unit. They told myself and others it was going to be several thirds. I provided them with our iPhone and advocated that whoever was coming to repair the AC unit, should call about fifteen thirds before they arrive. I was going in search of anywhere that had an air conditioner. I lived about a third of the way from the local shopping center. The air conditioner was always excellent in the shopping center. I decided to spend some leisurely time looking for some current rugs for our bathroom. My best neighbor saw myself and others and almost knocked myself and others over. I didn’t buy rugs, even though I had a fantastic time having supper while talking to our friend.