I just don’t get people sometimes.
It’s not just any person but my lovely, beautiful wife.
She knows I work in the freezer all day at work and when I get home I need to take ten showers to even feel remotely warm. But every day when I get home from work, the air conditioning is on and the house feels like the freezer I just got out of. I complain about it almost every day and I do feel bad and I should choose my words better. Maybe I’m not communicating it correctly because, for some odd reason, nothing changes. I have gotten so upset that I threatened to get a smart thermostat for the house so I can control the air quality in the house before I get home from work. To be honest, I could care less about how the house feels the rest of the day but when I’m home, it’s a completely different story. Also, on the days I’m off I can handle a little air conditioning because I can feel the warmth of the sun heating up the house. Maybe I’m being a little too hard and maybe I should invest in getting a portable space heater. I can always set it up in the finished basement and relax there while my body adjusts. I can buy a bigger TV, have the guys over, and feel good. I wonder how many of my friends would like to hang out in a heated basement during the summer. I seriously doubt I would have many friends that would want to do that besides my work buddies.