My sibling & I had been living together ever since Pop died & left the house to the more than one of us.
The people I was with and I got along genuinely 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 part of the house deal was that it was a double house, & every one of us each had our own apartment. The worst part of the deal was that every one of us shared the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C idea along with the house. When 1 of us lost heating or air conditioner, every one of us both lost heating & air conditioner. The people I was with and I couldn’t go visit & get away from the heat or cold. I was at labor when the air conditioner quit working. I worked in a hospital & I worked twelve hour shifts. When I got home, all I wanted to do was relax, & take a cool shower. My sibling worked an several hour shift in the billing department. She had been house almost 5 hours before I was & he knew the air conditioner had quit working. I was so infuriated when I walked into a hot, humid apartment, that I knocked on his door. I didn’t even have the option to say hi before he yelled at me. I told his to calm down & asked if he had called the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C supplier. When he told myself and others he was waiting for myself and others to get home, I flipped. She told myself and others to calm down, & I told his it was too sizzling to be nice. Ten hours later, I called the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C supplier & the repair serviceman was repairing the A/C component within an hour. Had he called when he got home, neither of us would have needed to be uncomfortable.