Jun 29, 2009 06:13
I slept in my living room last night. The couch in there is a loveseat hide-a-bed, but at midnight:30, you're too tired to open the thing up. But, Swan, you may be asking yourself? You have a perfectly good bed. In a room with a ceiling fan. Why were you in your living room?
Because the A/C in there, I control. It's on its own thermostat, running the program I created. My bedroom is controlled by the downstairs occupant who forgets every summer that heat rises. Who also rambles in the winter about how wonderful an insulator the tin roof is.
Dr. M. is also a tightwad when it comes to utilities (well, not water. I'll save that for another day.) Every summer we have this discussion about how he really, really, REALLY shouldn't turn the A/C off as it's more expensive to run in a hot house, trying to bring the temperature down.
He has a habit of doing that very thing - turning the A/C either off or setting the program temperature at a high degree so the fan doesn't come on. All well and good if you live downstairs. If you're living upstairs, the ceiling fan running fast enough to power a small helicopter won't keep you cool enough to sleep.
The A/C ran most of the night in the "new" part, and I have the temperature set on 80. When I got up this morning, the fan wasn't even blowing air through the vents in the "old" part where my bedroom is.
I don't like sleeping on the couch.