The year began with ending a three-year relationship when it was clear that we both wanted different things out of life, and then a month later, after the break-up, I found out that I was expectant. The only good thing about that period was that my event planning business was picking. One night I woke up feeling feverish and went to look for an extra blanket. By morning I was burning up and had abdominal cramps, so I decided to head to the hospital on the way there. I called the indoor comfort business to check on the HVAC installation just in case. When I got to the hospital, I knew the worst had happened. I had not even gotten around to telling my ex-partner we were expecting a child. I became antisocial and a workaholic. The house had too many memories, and I would burst into tears a little too often. Before I moved, I visited a cooling corporation. The aim was to consult a cooling specialist on different types of quality HVAC. The a/c professional I met recommended a dual fuel system. The house I found had a ductless mini-split, making me instantly fall in love with it. It was not a hybrid system, but it was always on my wish list. I called the local dealer so that they could send an a/c worker for an air conditioning service to confirm that everything was fine with the HVAC installation before I moved in. The tech told me it was a reasonably new air conditioning install, and the digital thermostat was brand new; after an air conditioning tune-up, I would have the best help with indoor comfort.