My husband and I got married about two years ago, and this was his first summer living in southern US.
- We were only three weeks into the season, when my husband told me he wanted to go home.
He told me he was sure I would get use to the colder winters, and they had excellent heating systems up north. I tried to convince him that he would get used to the heat, but he never did. By the end of summer, he was pleading with me to please move back home with him. He told me they had air conditioning and heating up north, and the heating system was so good that unless I had to go out for something necessary, I wouldn’t even know how cold it was outside. My mother had already warned me that this could be a problem for us. He lived in the northern most part of the United States, and I lived in the southernmost part of the United States. We had met somewhere in the middle when we were going to college. I felt guilty, convincing him to move south so I could be closer to my parents, and he felt guilty trying to convince me that it would be better for him to move north. He wasn’t anxious to be closer to his parents, but he loved the weather. He kept telling me how much fun it was to go skiing and ice-skating. He talked about the polar plunges they would take on New Year’s day. Although I was skeptical about moving up north, Imy marriage was more important to me than fearing the cold, and worrying about the lack of heating.