He is always warm, and turning down the heat, and I am always cold, and turning it up. There are commercials running on television sponsored by our local electricity provider, that tell you "blankets, are a nice way to stay cosy, and warm." Trying to convince customers that you can turn the heat down slightly if you use a blanket, or a extra sweater to stay warm. Every time that commercial comes on, he has turned to me and said, " see they are telling you turn the heat down." "But darling" I reply, "you need to turn it on first." This has become a running joke in our poor little cold condo. A friend of ours has described his own sweetie as having one degree of separation from being cold. It makes sense to me. I have to do this in Celsius, but you will understand my meaning I am sure.
- If it is 19 degrees in the room, she is cold.
- If it is 20 degrees in the room she is perfect.
- If it is 21 degrees in the room, she is too hot.
I know how she feels.
Kind of makes you wish that guys had the same hormonal fluctuations that we do. Then they could be the ones turning up the heat, or the air conditioner that pivotal one degree.