I have announced to Husband that his time is up. The first five years of the thermostat were his years. It’s time to pay the piper. The next five years are mine.
Click.
The A/C is off. It’s 55 degrees outside. We do not need the A/C.
I am determined that all those cute clothes from White House/Black Market will get worn inside our house this summer. I will not be a slave to sweatshirts and sweatpants in July just because Husband wants to wear jeans all summer and won’t put on those shorts. I have put my sandal-ed foot down.
In keeping with my democratic nature, however, I ask you, dear readers, pray tell, who is the master of the thermostat in your house? How do you handle balancing it? (We’re done “balancing” over here. I am serious. It’s my turn.)
Women, please answer the women’s poll. Men…the men’s poll. You’re on the honor system here!
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She, who MUST be obeyed, controls the thermostat, the dryer temperature, when the windows get opened or closed, who gets to park where…and when…etc. I submit that men don’t actually care that much about any of these things only in as much as they lazily fall for the alpha-dog challenge of “Who’s in control?” Save it for the boardroom, politics, and the sandlot on the weekends. If you have to fight with “she”, you’re not exercising your alpha dog nearly enough outside the home. Woof!
I do. I pay the gas heat and air conditioning bills. So we are cold in the winter (hey, that’s what they made fleece and mattress pad warmers for, right, and besides, he’s from Norway so he’s used to being cold) and warm in the summer (ceiling fans help a lot). However, anytime he would like to pay those utility bills, then he may control the thermostat
Good point!
We have a very complicated programmable thermostat that actually required reading the instruction manual. Not to sound sexist, but my husband sure doesn’t read directions, so until he does– the thermostat is my domain.
LOVE it!
@susan…lmao!!!! That’s about right…wait a minute…my man doesn’t care if I put my cold feet on him…he just wants me to be warm when I am cold…comfortable all the time….isn’t THAT sweet
Love this!!
@ randolph…you are a rare breed…and God love you for THAT!
@susan…lmao!!!! That’s about right…wait a minute…my man doesn’t care if I put my cold feet on him…he just wants me to be warm when I am cold…comfortable all the time….isn’t THAT sweet
My husband justifies his thermostat domination by the argument that if you are cold you can always put more clothes on, but if you are hot you can’t take them off. Phooey. When I am cold, it doesn’t matter what I wear, I just can’t warm up. So I get my revenge by coming into bed and rubbing my ice-cube feet onto his legs…
She, who MUST be obeyed, controls the thermostat, the dryer temperature, when the windows get opened or closed, who gets to park where…and when…etc. I submit that men don’t actually care that much about any of these things only in as much as they lazily fall for the alpha-dog challenge of “Who’s in control?” Save it for the boardroom, politics, and the sandlot on the weekends. If you have to fight with “she”, you’re not exercising your alpha dog nearly enough outside the home. Woof!
Love this!!