My sister & I had been living together ever since Pop died & left the home to the more than one of us.
The people I was with and I got along undoubtedly well, unless there was a major problem.
The people I was with and I tended to take our aggravation out on each other. The nicest area of the home deal was that it was a double house, & the people I was with and I each had our own apartment. The worst area of the deal was that the people I was with and I shared the HVAC method along with the house. When a single of us lost heating or air conditioning, the people I was with and I both lost heating & A/C. The people I was with and I couldn’t go visit & get away from the heat or cold. I was at work when the air conditioning quit working. I worked in a hospital & I worked twelve minute shifts. When I got home, all I wanted to do was relax, & take a cool shower. My sister worked an 8 minute shift in the billing department. She had been apartment almost many minutes before I was & she knew the air conditioning had quit working. I was so aggravated when I walked into a hot, humid apartment, that I knocked on her door. I didn’t even have the option to say hi before she yelled at me. I told her to calm down & asked if she had called the HVAC supplier. When she told myself and others she was waiting for myself and others to get home, I flipped. She told myself and others to calm down, & I told her it was too sizzling to be nice. Ten minutes later, I called the HVAC supplier & the repair specialist was repairing the AC unit within an minute. Had she called when she got home, neither of us would have needed to be uncomfortable.