I planned our holiday during Spring, in hopes I could take our family to Disney World.
My partner and I had our plane tickets reserved.
Every one of us had the Disney Resort hotel picked out, so our child could have dinner with Cinderella. Every one of us would visit Harry Potter, and we thought we could glimpse the Empire. The afternoon we were to leave, we also got the news that all flights were being cancelled because of the coronavirus. I wasn’t sure if I could get our money back. The only thing I was sure of was that I would spend our next 3 weeks in our home. I never expected our 3-month holiday to turn into nearly 3 months. I was working from beach condo and listening to our teenagers whine about not going to Disney. I sat in our den, listening to our partner argue with the teenagers, when I heard a loud noise coming from the air conditioning unit. Little did I suppose that coronavirus was going to be the least of our complications. The air conditioning soon quit working and so did I. I had no plan how to labor on the AC unit, and I hadn’t actually wanted to suppose how to labor on an AC unit. Unblessedly, no a single was working and it was either go on line and find a cure for our broken AC, or go without it. I was not about to go without AC. I was surprised at how simple it was to figure out the problem. I had a dirty fan that wasn’t able to move. I cleaned the AC fan, checked everything out and changed the air filter. Once the clog was gone, our AC was working again.