Anxiety had sought abode in me.
I kept looking at my phone to see if there was a notification from the bank that Nate had deposited the money to buy a new furnace.
The money was meant for our son’s upkeep, but since I took care of the rest, I would use the money to hire a heating specialist to take care of the HVAC installation. I had done my homework regarding heating equipment, and I was sure of what I wanted. Despite having done my research, I still consulted a heating dealership to ensure I had chosen the right heating device. If I asked Nate for money to purchase a quality HVAC from the heating company, he would flat-out refuse, so I had to use my ways. We had everything we needed: an electric heater with energy-efficient heating tech plus a smart thermostat to help with indoor comfort. No more heating repairs every so often. The heating technician confirmed that I had made an excellent choice and could go ahead and purchase. A day passed, and then three, and he had yet to send the money. I started to get that crippling feeling when he pulled a fast one on me, which was his specialty. It was time to get back to the drawing board and see where I could cut back to raise the money faster. I would also need heating maintenance before then. I did not bother asking since he would ignore my calls and messages or he would offer the usual lies. Two weeks later, Nate sent the money. He even sent extra money, which was very unlike him. I called the HVAC professional and even included the installation of a fireplace in our home since it didn’t have one.