I never liked the summertime season. Even as a kid, I watched all of our friends get happy for summertime vacations, while I sulked plus dreaded the heat. Time off from elementary didn’t even compensate for how much I loathed the summertime climate. The summertime is hot, sticky plus humid. I have unusually curly hair, so it never agreed with me. Additionally, summertime activities aren’t particularly fun. I never learned how to swim without floaties plus I hated playing outside. My mom and dad purchased a small window air conditioning device for our study room when I was a kid plus this was our ace in the hole. I spent all of our summertime afternoons by that cooling unit. It helped me sleep better at evening too, however my parents regret buying it because it caused me to stay indoors all day long while our siblings played outside. Now, as an adult, our number a single priority is our air conditioning unit. Every year before summertime comes, I have my cooling device worked on plus diagnosed. My worst phobia is the device shutting off while the two of us were in the peak of summertime, so I scheduled annual checks to avoid this. There was one year, I skipped our annual visit because it was particularly hectic. This was the worst decision of our entire life. In hindsight, I should have known that the annual check was extremely pressing. That year, our air conditioning device broke down in the middle of the hottest summertime evenings. I could barely catch my breath. It was a sizable reminder about why I abhor the hot season so much. Ever since then, I haven’t forgot a single annual maintenance check.