My neighbor asked me not to worry and called her husband on her phone.
When I moved into my neighborhood, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was a single mom with two small kids. Life wasn’t too bad because I have a small business, but it felt quite straining to relocate. The area was good because of the schools around. I wanted my kids to get the best education, so I bought a house in the area. The day I moved in, my neighbor came by to say hello and brought a basket of muffins. She found me out in the backyard kneeling next to the air conditioning. When I bought the house, the air conditioner was working. I even had an HVAC expert come to inspect the unit. He assured me it was in good working condition, so I signed the papers for the house. However, I tried to turn on the AC the day we moved in, but nothing happened. I thought perhaps the breaker was off, but all was good. It seemed the air conditioner was faulty, and I didn’t know what to do. It’s like God sent my neighbor to me because she found me checking the air conditioner. We said hello, and I thanked her for the muffins. She asked what was wrong, and I explained the AC unit wasn’t turning on. My neighbor asked me not to worry and called her husband on her phone. Apparently, he owns the local HVAC business that does repairs all over the area. In less than an hour, there was an HVAC worker at the house doing repairs. Once he ensured the unit was working, he left, and I was thankful to my neighbor for coming to my rescue.