For the last week, our thermostat has been set to 65 degrees, all day long. I first noticed that this might be a problem when Will voluntarily began wearing clothes. The next hint was when Nic said he couldn’t wait to run some errands so he could “go sit in the car where it’s warm.” This morning, I left the house early to photograph a birth, but it was a false alarm so I have a few hours to kill before my next shoot. The logical thing would have been to come home and shower. But I didn’t want to come home where it is cold. I wanted to go to Starbucks and sit there with my laptop and the free heat.
I came home and bumped the thermostat to 67 degrees.
Fueling this heat nazi behavior is the fact that last year, the gas bill for this house in January was $320. Last year was a MILD winter. The worst part of it is that I have no idea what they were doing–they might have been paying a small fortune to keep the house at 62…and they might have been cranking it up to 75 and walking around in their underwear all day. I can surmise that they didn’t have window coverings from the lack of brackets around to hold them up, but you really never know for sure–maybe they spent the entire winter with the windows boarded up with triple layers of blankets to hold in the heat..
But I’ve decided that it doesn’t matter. 65 degrees is too darned cold for this family, and if we have to stop eating out to afford the luxury of not wearing scarves indoors, so be it.
Amy - Traci – do you have a wood burning stove in this house? 65/67 is definitely too cold. 🙁
thebighouseinthelittlewoods - We’ve got a fireplace downstairs, but it’s currently surrounded by boxes. 🙂 We’ll definitely be using it though!!
mom - You are SO your dad’s daughter! He’d rather be warm and starving than cold and fed.
Thanks for the laughter!