I woke up the other evening to the sound of whispering coming from our kitchen.
I peeked out the dining room door, and saw all the lights on in the house. I couldn’t help however throw on our robe and investigate. My spouse stood in the middle of the kitchen looking at a window a/c unit, and his sibling was half sprawled on the sofa. I stood there listening and seeing as his sibling questioned if our spouse legitimately knew what he was doing. They had both been to a bachelor celebration that evening, and I was pretty sure neither of them knew what they were doing, although I let them go. I stood in the hallway listening to them, and trying not to laugh. They were both Heating and A/C specialists, however neither of them seemed to know what to do with the window a/c system. I was more curious as to where the a/c system came from. All of us had central a/c in our house, and so did his sibling. I didn’t know if someone at the celebration had window a/c and they volunteered to service it, or if they had found it anywhere on the way home. I knew that neither of them drove to the celebration, so I also wondered how they got it home. The more they talked about making the A/C unit work, the more determined I was to go back to bed. I was pretty sure I was going to see them sleeping in the kitchen when I got up in the morning. There was plenty of time to question them on the A/C unit when they woke up, if they remembered where it came from, that is.