I don’t mind my daughter walking around the house in her bathing.
When the air conditioning broke down, we were both walking around the house in our barest minimum of clothing. I told her that she had to dress before the HVAC technician arrived. I didn’t want him catching us in our bielizna. My daughter told me it was a bathing suit, and not bielizna, but she would get dressed when we saw the HVAC service van pull into the driveway. I was okay with that. I just felt uncomfortable with her walking around in a bathing suit that didn’t even cover what her underwear would. An hour later, the HVAC technician showed up, and she headed upstairs. I threw my dress over what I was wearing, and greeted the HVAC technician. He quickly went to work on the air conditioning unit. Fifteen minutes later, he told me it was a simple fix for the air conditioner. It was low on coolant and once he topped it off, the cooler air began rushing into the house. I thanked the HVAC technician for finding the problem so quickly, but he wasn’t done. He told me he still had to change the fan blades and the fan motor. He was going to need to order a fan motor because they didn’t have any in their inventory. He would be back the following day. We had another day where we would need to walk around in our bielizna, and hope no one showed up at the house, unexpected. My daughter went out to the pool and told me to let her know before the HVAC technician came into the house.
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