After spending a week in the country, I thought my boys and I would welcome getting back to the city.
The first thing we noticed was the smog hanging over the buildings.
When we got out of the car, the air was dank and the boys couldn’t wait to get into the apartment. While we were gone, the HVAC system in the apartment building, had died, and we were super miserable. The air quality in the apartment was worse than it was outside. My boys started complaining asked if they could move to the country with grandma and grandpa. They had a smaller house that was within walking distance of the farmhouse and they told us that anytime we wanted to get out of the city, we could come stay with them. I worked from home, which I had done ever since the pandemic began over than three years ago.I enjoyed putting my kids on the school bus and getting them off, but I hated the city. The only reason we stayed here was because of the boys’ dad, but he only visited every other month. I called my in-laws and asked if the offer was on the board to let me buy the small house from them. I had already seen it and it had a brand new HVAC system, complete with an air purification system. I couldn’t believe how happy they sounded to have us move back to the country. They asked if I was waiting until school was over. When I said we could move over Christmas, since I had to put in a one month notice to the superintendent, they were both crying.