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The day begins at 3am

Last night the wife complained that I jump out of bed in the middle of the night, get back into bed, mutter colorful vernacular to myself, and repeat the process over and over. So today, when I awoke at 3am, I started my day. How did that day begin? Realizing I desperately need to have my hvac serviced.

I know what the problem is. The heat exchanger is covered in dust. It is not a simple fix but a manageable one…if I could get to the unit. The fact that I cannot get to the unit also precludes my ability to hire someone to do it for me. So? I need a full day to clean the garage…so that I can spend a half a day working on the hvac.

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