Some days, it’s the little things. Like heat.
We realized on the way home from a Thanksgiving Holiday Extravaganza, that the heater didn’t work in our Suburban. I recalled it working when we bought it, but somewhere between May and November, a problem had developed.
We live in a small town, and we can usually handle bundling up and going from stop to stop when we run errands….. until the temperature dropped. Drastically.
This temperature drop prompted Big Daddy, aka MacGyver, to figure out what was causing our Suburban to function more like a rolling deep freeze, than comfortable family carriage. He surrendered his day off to the quest, and found a thermostat to be one of the main contributors.
For now we have a paltry warm breeze, and are encouraged by the prospect that true hot air blowing from the vents is just around the corner.
For now, I am very grateful for a husband who is handy and WILL figure this out, saving us hundreds of dollars in mechanic’s fees.
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