I can admit that this year has not been my most functional time as an adult.
When everything started changing because of the global pandemic I think that I lost a lot of motivation and focus, myself.
It’s difficult to keep your head above water when you are spending everyday alone, staring at the same four walls. This is why my drinking habit got a bit out of control over the course of the year long quarantine. Unfortunately, when you are drunk all day you find yourself doing rather unsafe activities. One of the things that I stupidly attempted in an alcohol stupor was repairing my central heating, cooling, and air quality control system. Now, don’t get me wrong when I say that I attempted to repair my HVAC system. I don’t know the first thing about indoor air handling devices, furnaces, or air conditioners. I can barely use my thermostat up on a good day. But for some reason, I thought it was a good idea to try to tackle my own air duct cleaning after having a few too many Irish coffees one morning. I popped the air vents off of the air duct openings and rapidly began vacuuming throughout the extensive ductwork system. I found myself having to halfway crawl into the opening to the air duct in order to reach a single mound of airborne contamination. The next thing I knew, the air duct was buckling under my weight and it collapsed. Now, I have to explain to a professional heating, cooling, and ventilation specialist why my air ductwork is disconnected and there are handprints located throughout.