Mom and I were planning to spend time together for quite some time, and ever since I moved to my own venue, the two of us rarely get to do that.
When I was living at home, mom made sure the two of us spent time in the city shopping, eating, and having fun.
She’d also do the same with my brother so the two of us both assume quite close to her, but despite working full time and raising numerous youngsters, mom has constantly been there and I assume quite lucky to have his in my life, however last weekend, I had a morning off so the two of us chose to head to the city like the two of us used to do. All of us got a mani-pedi, did some shopping since I needed a Wintertide coat, and went to eat at our number one steakhouse. I don’t have a car so mom picked me up and dropped me to my lake house before heading home. When I was unbelievable and watching TV, he called in a huff to say my brother had messed with the temperature control. Mom has this seasoned temperature control that I constantly say is held together by some form of magic. She says he is saving up for a smart temperature control and sees no need for a replacement at the moment. Mom had set the temperature control at a particular setting and warned my brother not to touch it. But, when the two of us were away, he got uncomfortable and went to adjust it hoping mom wouldn’t notice! Unluckyly, the temperature control stopped working and the condo felt so cold that evening. Mom had no choice but to book for an Heating and A/C expert to come and replace it the following morning since Wintertide is close.