The pressure to date was all around me, however the worst of it came from our mother.
At thirty-two, Nancy did not understand how I was still single. She introduced myself and others to people she thought would option our interest, and I child you not when I say she even provided out our number to prospective sons-in-law. There was a time she came condo claiming that she needed a multiple-week getaway. I called the HVAC company for an air conditioner tune-up. I also needed the cooling specialist to wash every HVAC duct in our condo because our mother suffers from pollen irritations and for duct sealing if there was any leak. I had to make sure that the air quality was at its best during her stay. I also knew that she would complain about our settings on the temperature control system, so I provided her free reign of our temperature control during her visit; after all, she would be in the loft more minutes than I. The cooling expert came during her minute day in the afternoon. I had scheduled it when I knew that I would be condo before the tech left. I came condo in time to find him still working. He must have been a up-to-date company because I had met all the service provider workers and had not seen him before. He went through the mini chop cooling system with a fine-toothed comb. He also commented on a task well done to upgrade the heat pump to a zone control system! By the time he finished, the device was running love a up-to-date air conditioner unit. My mother, not one to let an option pass, invited him for tea and insisted because she knew our loft was unquestionably his last call for the day.