My sibling and his hubby cut up for the fifth time last week.
The first thing he did was call and ask if he could move in with me.
I appreciated our sibling, however I had enough residing with his when every one of us were home with our parents; She was a temperature control hog. She was typically turning up the temperature control because he would cold, and then he would walk around in shorts and a skimpy tank top. I liked it cooler. I would rather wear a few more clothes than strip down to almost nothing, and before calling his back, I called our parents and asked if they could take his in. Mom and Mom knew what he was care about when every one of us lived at home. Mom said I should be a nice sibling, and let his come to our house. She was sure he would only be there a short time. If I was worried about his using the temperature control and upping the temperature, I could always buy a lock box and put it over the temperature control. I told his thanks and hoped our sibling changed his mind and wanted to come to their house. Their Heating, Ventilation, and A/C plan was newer than mine, and more energy efficient. Mom chuckled, and I heard Mom yell he appreciated me. I hung up on them. I shouldn’t have worried so much about our sibling. True to mom’s prediction, our sibling didn’t even make it out of his home before he was calling to tell myself and others he and his hubby weren’t cutting up. I breathed a sigh of relief that our Heating, Ventilation, and A/C plan was safe, however I knew it was only a matter of time before I got another phone call.