Yesterday was a busy day for John and I. We had a ton of things to do and nothing seemed to be going right. Even the computer was sluggish causing me great anguish. I think I had to re-boot it three times during the day which added to our stress.
It was at one of these moments where everything just seized. I had several customer emails to read and the compute froze again. While trying to unfreeze my page I glance down at the time on the screen. It read 12:34 pm. I hollered out to John, "It's 1,2,3,4. - which to me represents a time I have arranged with my deceased father that I would think about him. As I looked at the clock, I received a gentle reminder that today was the anniversary of my father's death, July 23..., 24 years ago. I conveyed that to John and he walked by me.
The computer was reset and John and I decided to take a lunch break. We were on the couch discussing our plans for the day when I asked John if he knew what that humming noise was. John said, " There's always noises in this house..., the fridge fan or the pool filter." I kept listening as we talked and thought, nawh, that's neither of them. It had a throatier sound. As we got up to continue working I suggested that if felt like the air conditioner was on because the room was cooler. Even with the windows open I could feel the coolness. John got up and went over to the vent under the window and stated, "the air conditioner is on." I asked him when he turned it on, since our summer thus far was cool and didn't require the A/C. John went to the thermostat on the wall and saw that it was completely off. Our A/C only works when the thermostat is set for cool and is actually on. John stated that he did not turn on the A/C and went downstairs. I looked out the back window at the A/C unit and saw that the fan was in fact on. I could hear John in the basement below me banging around. He returned to tell me that the fan on the furnace was on and the breaker for the A/C was not on. He stated that he turned it on only to hear a loud grumbling noise in the furnace. He turned everything off for about half an hour and turned it on. There was no banging noise nor did the A/C unit go on again. Everything was as it should be.
Later I conveyed this happening to my friends on "Plurk". It was John that suggest that maybe it was my dad manipulating the A/C as a reminder that he was around on this day. I thought it clever because my dad, in life, was a master electrician. Way to go dad..., you got my attention - Love you!!
Love and Light,