I like to keep the house cool in the winter (almost always keep on a long sleeve shirt and a sweatshirt). I sure can’t sleep when it’s too warm at night. The DH, on the other hand, likes to pretend he’s on a vacation in a tropical spot. At least that’s all I can come up with when he wants to sit around in a short sleeved t-shirt. Hey, this ain’t the Bahammas.
It’s been an on-going battle for more than two decades. :wallbash:
I’m always the first one up in the mornings. In a charming combination of frugality and laziness, I often don’t notch up the upstairs thermostat when I get up. Hey, it means you get dressed faster and what’s the point? Girl and the DH are going to school and work respectively and my office is downstairs. Why throw on the heat upstairs for 45 minutes?
Yesterday morning I’m up and dressed (yep, jeans and a long-sleeved shirt with a sweater over it) and I’m comfortable. Girl is dressed. She’s fine. The DH is still piled up in bed beneath the down comforter.
DH: It’s cold. It’s too cold to get up. (I’ve tried, obviously to no avail, over the years to convince him that whining in a man is singularly unattractive — he should trust me on this since I write romances)
Me: It’s not cold. It’s comfortable. I’m fine.
DH: It’s cold. Girl, are you cold?
Girl: I’m fine.
DH: Y’all are crazy. It’s freezing.
Me: You’re crazy.
DH: What’s the temperature in here? It must be 62 degrees in this house. What’s the thermostat say?
Me: How would I know — I don’t have on my glasses, but it’s not 62.
DH: Girl, go look. What’s the thermostat say?
Girl walks out in the hall. She comes back and stops in the doorway to mouth “64″ at me.
I mouth back. “69.” His glasses are downstairs. He doesn’t have a prayer of reading the thermostat. (yeah, yeah, I know, teaching Girl to lie to a parent — don’t get all righteous on me)
Girl comes back into the bedroom.
DH: Okay. How cold is it in here?
Girl: It’s 69.
DH: Dammit, it doesn’t feel like 69.
Me: You’re crazy or maybe you’re sick. It’s positively balmy in here. Just dress fast and don’t whine.
:dog::happy2::thumbsup::thankyou:
LOL Jen, your dh would freeze here, too. We keep our thermostat on 64 in the winter. Sometimes I might bump it up to 66, but that’s only if it’s really cold. Our heating bill is never the killer–it’s the warm months that get us.
Comment by Rhonda — January 25, 2007 @ 7:02 am
He’d freeze here too. I spend most of the day upstairs, so I never get the heat going downstairs. Put on a sweater for goodness sake!
What I don’t understand are the people who heat thier houses to 75 degrees in the winter, but cool them to 65 in the summer. I end up sweating in the winter (because–hello– I’m wearing a sweater) and wishing for that sweater in the summer as I freeze to death.
Comment by Kimberly — January 25, 2007 @ 8:03 am
Well, He probably might feel like in a tropical island at my home. The heating bill does kill my pockets during the winter. My DH keeps the thermostat at 72 which usually warms up the house to 78-80.
:evil: :wallbash:
I always complaint, it’s too hot in here.
My DH doesn’t seem to listen. I constantly said Hey! We are not back in Cuba, low the temperature and wear pants,
Nah that’s what he have a heater.
Hrrrrr!
I think that you’re husband and mine will get alone pretty well.
What is with man and having control of the thermostat? and dressing likes its summer during the winter.
Comment by Barbara — January 25, 2007 @ 8:45 am
My DH is very hot natured — has run around all week in the house in shorts and a tank top with no shoes. I, OTOH, have been in my usual jeans, shirt and sweater. But I keep the temp down to keep the bill reasonable and also because I sleep better when it’s cooler. I just put a heating pad in the foot of the bed to warm up my feet and I’m good to go.
And for the record, that little lie Girl told was justifiable.
Comment by Marilyn — January 25, 2007 @ 10:20 am
:happy2: You are cracking me up this morning. I have been wide open all week, in more ways than one. Students will be back in full force Monday & I will be doing jury duty, so I am hustling this week. I needed to take a little break this morning & I’m glad I did. Good one on DH but I hope he doesn’t visit your website. And you aren’t teaching Girl to lie just how to deal with men.
Have a wonderful day. :thankyou:
Comment by Ginger — January 25, 2007 @ 11:13 am
Rhonda and Kimberly, see he doesn’t know how good he has it with me. Although I remind him often enough. :happy2:
Barbara, my DH would be so happy to live with yours. He’d be happy as a clam at 78 degrees. And yeah, it’s winter. That’s why they make long sleeves. :fryingpan:
Marilyn, see at least your husband is simply warm and running around that way instead of suffocating you with heat.
And yes, Marilyn and Ginger, I simply considered Girl’s lie a training experience. :thumbsup:
Ginger, hope the jury duty’s interesting.
Comment by Jennifer — January 25, 2007 @ 11:28 am
Jen, send the DH to visit me. After spending some time in the balmy -28C/-14F temperatures up here — I’ll even let him shovel snow! — (that’s WITHOUT windchill), he’ll be ecstatic with the 64-degree house.
I guarantee it. :)
Barbara, you can send yours, too. We’ll fix ‘em up good. :happy2:
Comment by Kris Starr — January 26, 2007 @ 1:58 pm
Sorry… I just double-checked. Minus 28C is actually -18F.
Balmy, I say!
Comment by Kris Starr — January 26, 2007 @ 2:00 pm
that’s generous of you Kris, but you couldn’t stand the whining. :devil:
Comment by Jennifer — January 29, 2007 @ 7:57 am