I love heat. I love it more than anything else right now. Winters in Rayne will do that to you. I’m sure that I will be able to get the only thing that really matters in winter; heat, but only if I am lucky enough to meet a great stranger, or the heating repairs Brisbane business. I want heat more than I want money. If people could pay me in heat then I would be rich and warm and happy man. I would also be quite poor, but still happy. I love analogies. I love how sometimes they just don’t make any sense. One thing that does make sense is the work ethic of the ducted heating Brisbane crew and company. I hear all sorts of wild things about everyone. I guess it’s just my nature to do that, because I broker in information, but I don’t think that I will be able to get anything better in winter than being able to get the heater back on in my place. I will pay whatever anyone is using, but I hear that the ducted heating repairs Brisbane guys and girls and really solid and they do a really good job and they are well liked too. I will be calling them as soon as I get their number. I will call up Badger and ask him if he is able to get me their number so that I can call them right away. I imagine that they will be really busy as it is coming up to winter, but I do not care; I still want this thing sorted out. It really is my fault because I went and bought the worst kind of heating unit in the first place; one that breaks all of the time. I do not want a breaking one; I want an unbreakable one or at least as close to it as possible. I want that to happen more than almost anything else.
I do not know what I will do without you, but the good thing is that you’re in the same boat. You will not be able to survive without me. That is why you’ll never leave me, even though some days you wish that you could. I’m not really sure how you will be able to even get out of the door without me drawing you a map. I’m so surprised that you are able to find your way back to us when you finish your day’s “work”. I don’t know what it is that you do all day Richard, but I don’t think that it is work. I feel like it is just you going to the park, or following around the asphalt driveways Brisbane crew all day and just writing down what they do, for some sort of sick notion that you might be able to join them one day. They are the leading asphalt repairs Brisbane company and you are just some guy who watches them from your car. I think it might even be illegal. If they catch you then you will not be able to do that anymore. I don’t know if I will be there to help you then, Richard. Listen, I like the pot hole repairs Brisbane crew and office as much as the next nagging spouse, but I think that it might be time for you to give up on your dream of ever joining them. They don’t even know who you are for the Gods’ sakes! I don’t know how much clearer the universe can be with you; you don’t know what you are doing. You have a brother that we both care about. I want you to put our efforts into Jon, and I want you to try and look after him, like he would if you were in this position. He didn’t ask for this and you are family. You need to help him and I will to. The kids love Jon and he loves the kids, so he should just move in here. You two could even talk about the asphalt company and try to pick out their handy work.
I didn’t know how to bring it up, or whether I even wanted to tell my wife yet. It had to be done at exactly the right time or something wonderful could be seen as something incredibly betraying. I had bought a house behind my wife’s back. Saying it like that definitely makes it sound like a bad move but really it wasn’t. I had kept my intentions to myself because I’d planned to buy a rundown home and do it up. It then occurred to me that my wife would love to create her home, she was an artist and loved nothing more than designing. My secret only came about because I wanted to surprise her with something that she would be amazed and excited by. I had just come back from the property, where I’d met with the real estate agent and an inspector from Melbourne Building Inspections. The building inspection was the one thing holding me back from buying the place and now that the man from Pre Purchase Building Inspection Melbourne had done the inspection, I wanted to explode. I couldn’t keep it a secret anymore. I wanted to tell my wife, but I knew it would make her so much happier if I didn’t. I spent the rest of the day trying to avoid my wife, without being rude. I didn’t want to let it out but I couldn’t think of anything about the man from Building and pest Inspection Melbourne passing the property.
My wife had noticed I’d been avoiding her and cornered me for an interrogation. I faught my urges to tell her about the house and made up a lame excuse. She saw right through me, so I changed the conversation by telling her she looked beautiful. That was the best advice my father ever gave me – to get out of anything, compliment the woman.
Arriving at Lisa’s house was a little bit nerve racking, but I’d known her a long time. I guess it was just because I was trying to tell her something without overstepping my boundaries. My best friend Lisa had recently decided to start planning her wedding. She’d been engaged for about two years now and it was starting to get to her. I could tell she was thinking about leaving her partner, and this was her way of deciding. Well, that’s what I’d gathered from the whole situation anyway. I had been given the task of looking through millions of invitations online. Lisa had originally told me that she wanted black invitations, which was a complete shock. I’d searched for her dark invitations as she’d asked, but also countered them with an abundance of Unique Wedding Invitations. There were things that she needed to see because I knew she would love them. Her partner was a very dark person, interested in skulls and tattoos and a lot of black. Lisa was the complete opposite. I knew she was trying to plan the wedding in a way that her partner would like, but I knew he wouldn’t care. He didn’t seem to care about much, apart from his beer.
I had arrived at Lisa’s house to show her all of the Pocket Wedding Invitations I’d managed to find. I had a large collection, and I saw her get excited the moment she saw me. She flipped through the black invitations and then I showed her the Beach Themed Wedding Invitations. She stared at the one invitation for about ten minutes. She loved it, I could tell. I took that as my cue, and asked her why she had gone with black in the beginning. Just as I had suspected, she was trying to plan the wedding for her mostly absent partner’s taste, not hers.
I want to get a better life than the one that I was born in. I think that I know how I will do that and the one way that I will do that will be through the boxes that I will be buying. I think that once I get a good collection of the great aluminium toolboxes Melbourne has to offer, and then I will be able to get a good reputation as being a man of prestige. I don’t actually have to be prestigious, since it is all an illusion. I will use that prestige, that people think that I have, and I will then try to get people to lend me money to start up my business. It is a good business and I think that I can make it. I will bring potential investors to the house to see the large collection of aluminium draw systems that I collect, and they will say that I truly mean business. Anyone who likes that sort of thing only means business. They are tough, just like the boxes, and they are good and holding onto what they most cherish, just like me. I mean business and I’m made of a metal alloy. I’m joking about that last part of course but only by a little bit. I am not made of alloy, I am in fact made of the sort of things that you would normally expect people to be made of, which is really like water and things of that nature. We are made up of carbon and all sorts of carbon based molecules. I love chemistry, but I really love, more than chemistry, to go to the store at the end of the street and I will try to buy the gas bottle holders that will be able to hold things that I need to hold.
The temperatures were slowly dropping and I was finding it hard to deal with the cold mornings. It was getting harder and harder to get out of bed. Work seemed an illegitimate reason to crawl out from under the covers and to make things worse, the heating in my apartment had just given out. I had been looking forward to snuggling on the couch during the cold nights with the heater on. At the moment, it was more like shivering on the couch, trying to get warm. It wasn’t shaping up to be the beautiful winter I’d been expecting. I had to call the team at Ducted Heating
I’d never seen anything like the Signage Perth store. I walked in with wide eyes, looking around the store, trying to take in as much as I possibly could. I had never been into a sign writers store before and wondered if this one was special, or if they all looked like this. I asked my father. He told me that Signwriters Perth was the best signwriting store in the area, which was why we had gone to them. My father was looking to gain some extra exposure for his business, in the hope of expanding. In the end, my father wanted to be able to have enough work booked up to be able to hire another worker, or two. That meant that the other worker would be able to take over all the installation or repair work and my father would be working in the office and providing quotes. It would mean, in the end, that my father would have a lot more time available to spend with me. He always told me that was the most important thing in the world, it didn’t matter how much money you made – it was the people you had close by to share your life with that mattered. I knew he was right and I wondered how so many other people had forgotten that along the way.
We walked up to the front counter, where a man was patiently waiting. The man from Signwriting Perth welcomed my father and I into the store and offered us his assistance. My father mentioned to the man that he had phoned up yesterday and spoken about having some free standing signs and car signage done for his plumbing company. The man behind the counter remembered my father and asked if we had any ideas for the signage. My father looked at the man blankly and then stated that he probably should have thought about that before we had come into the store.
My apartment was sweating. i was sweating. Everything in my apartment was also sweating. I had every window jammed open as far as it could go, along with both doors but it wasn’t making a difference. The heat in the place was deadly, I couldn’t take it any longer. My air conditioning had been broken for the past two years, but this summer was set to be the hottest in over ten years. It hadn’t even gotten to the heart of summer yet. If I wanted to live to see the new year, I’d have to get someone from Air Conditioning Melbourne to fix my system. I only knew the name of the air conditioning repair company because one of the guys at work always tells me to call them whenever I whinge about the heat. I’d just never wanted to spend the money. Now, it was a whole other story.
The man from Air Conditioning Repairs Melbourne couldn’t have arrived sooner. I ran to the door to let him in and prayed that there would only be a minor repair needed and the air conditioning would be up and running in no time. I showed the man through to the lounge room, where the air conditioner was. He got right to work, fiddling around inside the unit. I sat on the couch, pretending to watch TV but mostly watching the man from Air Conditioning Service Melbourne try to solve the problem. I could see the concentration and thought on his face. It was great to watch, better than any rubbish that was on TV at this time of day anyway.
The man stood up, pushed the power button and like magic, the air conditioner turned on. I jumped for joy as I paid the man and wished him a good day. Now it was time to sit and cool down.
I nearly ran straight into the Bathroom Furniture Sydney truck that was parked in my driveway. The excitement was pulsing through me and I couldn’t control my laughter. My words weren’t coming out right and I had butterflies in my stomach. Not only was I walking into the first property I’d ever owned, I had just had my first renovations done. It had been a very easy job deciding what I wanted the bathroom to look like, and because the team at Bathroom Designers Sydney offer such a great service, I didn’t have to lift a finger. I’d been staying with my best friend Gina while the renovations team did my bathroom. I loved Gina with all my heart, but I was very much looking forward to getting back into my own bed. I was also incredibly excited about seeing my new bathroom and using everything in it. I was excited to put all my makeup in my new bathroom and find everything a home.
I had a phone call from one of the men at Vanities Sydney yesterday afternoon. I thought that something had gone wrong, always thinking the worst. Instead of phoning me to tell me what had gone wrong, the man from the renovations team was calling to let me know that the team would be finished the job by this afternoon. I couldn’t believe how quickly they had managed to get it all together. So now I was here, ready for the first inspection of my new bathroom, and I was nervous. I walked through to the bathroom with my eyes closed and Gina leading me. I stopped for a moment, took a deep breath and opened my eyes. It was beautiful.
I had managed to calm myself down and realise that things were going to be ok. My car had just broken down on the freeway while I was driving to the shopping centre. I was glad I wasn’t rushing to get anywhere important because I wasn’t going anywhere fast. I had been sitting on the side of the road just long enough to make a few phone calls and think about how I was going to get to work tomorrow if I didn’t have a car. I didn’t necessarily need a car to get to work, there was public transport available, so it wasn’t much of a big deal. It would just take some time for me to adjust. Just as I looked into my rear vision mirror, I saw the big truck from Car Transport Adelaide driving up beside me. The driver pulled up in front of my car and then came and introduced himself. He must have been able to see how nervous and shaken I was because he was being very gentle, and incredibly nice. The driver offered me a lift home after he took down my details and worked out where to take the car.
The driver from Tow Truck Adelaide tried to strike up conversations with me in the tow truck when he drove me home, but I couldn’t think straight enough to give sane answers. Everything I said ended up sounding like Yoda. The man at Towing Adelaide was so friendly and even offered to stay and chat to me once I’d gotten home. He said it was important to have someone else around when you’re in shock and he thought I was. I told the tow truck driver that I would be fine and waved him off as he headed for the mechanic’s.