
Boots off, or covers on
And a drop cloth under the work, because attic insulation gets everywhere and it is not your job to vacuum after us.
Two of us, and that is the whole company. Most people already know that by the second visit, because it is the same two faces every time.
Tony Presta and Donna Presta, co-owners, Leander, Texas. When you call, one of us answers. When we turn up, it is one of us in the attic.
Photograph to come. We do not generate pictures of real people.
Photograph to come. We do not generate pictures of real people.
Those are two different numbers and it matters that they stay separate. Tony has been doing this work for about 25 years. Two Seasons itself opened in January 2016. So the company is younger than the experience inside it, which is the usual shape of a trade business and is nothing to dress up.
What 25 years actually buys you is not a certificate. It is the moment on a Tuesday in August when a system is doing something slightly wrong, and the person standing in front of it has seen that exact wrongness before, in a house like this one, built in a year like this one, and knows to go look at the contactor before spending your afternoon on anything else. There is no shortcut to that and there is no online course for it.
Nobody grows up dreaming about this work. You do it long enough and you find out it is one of the few jobs where you can walk into a house that has become genuinely unlivable and walk back out a few hours later having fixed exactly that. Then you take your boots off at the door on the way out, because it is somebody's home and it was never yours to track dirt through.
People send them cookies. Thank-you cards, and more than once, flowers. Neither of them has ever known what to do with that, and they have never once thrown any of it out.
It is a small shop. That is not a marketing position, it is an accurate headcount. There is no dispatcher, no call center, and nobody working on commission whose paycheck goes up when your repair gets bigger.
Anybody can put the words on a website. Here is what they should mean at your front door.
Proposed wording. Tony, correct this and we will change it.

And a drop cloth under the work, because attic insulation gets everywhere and it is not your job to vacuum after us.
What is wrong, what it costs, and what happens if you wait. Then you decide. Nobody starts pulling parts on a hunch and tells you afterward.
A condenser does not sit on the side of your house for a week waiting for somebody to come back for it.
You will not be handed to a stranger who has never seen your house, because there is nobody else here to hand you to.
Most contractors print a license number and leave it at that. Ours is TACLB00070086C, and every character of it means something. All of it is public, so you can check it yourself in about a minute.
Do not take our word for any of it. Put TACLB00070086C into the license search at the Texas Department of Licensing and Regulation and read the state's own record: the class, the endorsement, the status, the county, the expiry. It takes about twenty seconds and you should do it to every contractor who gives you a number.
Insured as well, which the state requires to keep a license like that one active. Credit cards are accepted. There is no financing program and no maintenance plan today, and we would rather say so than build a page about one that does not exist.
We also keep a Better Business Bureau profile and a Yelp page, and neighbours have said their piece on Nextdoor. We have collected some of what people wrote on the reviews page, quoted in full, each one linked back to where it was left so you can go read the rest yourself.

Your equipment does not live in your house. It lives above it, in a space that is thirty to forty degrees hotter than the air outside and full of fiberglass, with joists to balance on and a plywood catwalk if you are lucky.
That is where the diagnosis happens. That is where the drain pan is, and the float switch, and the sixteen feet of flex duct somebody crushed under a box of Christmas decorations in 2011. It is 140 degrees up there in August by two in the afternoon. Somebody has to go anyway.
We are telling you this because the rest of the industry sells you a picture of cool air and a man in a clean shirt. The cool air is real. The clean shirt is a stock photo.
How a repair visit actually goes, what it costs, and the towns they drive to.
$75 to come out. A licensed tech, a real look at the whole system, and a straight answer about what is actually wrong with it.
Monday to Friday, 7:00am to 5:00pm. Saturday and Sunday by appointment.