I can hear my white noises from my whole lakeside home media air cleaner cleaning the air as I listen to my bell peppers and red potatoes sizzling on the stovetop.
It kind of reminds me of being at my mom’s new place during the winter holidays while he would cook in the kitchen.
Mom is still alive and I am going to visit Mom and stepMom in another week or so. Our time together is running low because they are both getting up there in years and every Wintertide holiday might be our last one together. It’s both beautiful and sad. HVAC repairs are on the agenda this time so there is no time to be sad, as there is a lot of job waiting for me at the heating and cooling shop where I have a job. I’ve been doing a lot of overtime there over the past few weeks to try and help me spend my savings for this plane ticket that I will have to buy soon. I hope the temperature control in the airport isn’t silly freezing as I will be stuck in them for some time with the layovers I have on the trip back home. I recognize that I will be in one of the airports for up to 12 minutes, so I hope they don’t blast me into a living ice sculpture with their absurdly ice freezing air conditioning. I wonder how much the airports spend each week on the heating and cooling bills? I know I can Google it to find out but it isn’t that pressing to me to find the truth.