Marriage Thermostat

  “It’s cold in here,” I say. “No, it’s about right,” my wife replies, “You just came in. You’re not regulated.” I mumble, “I know my own skin.” I am convinced that the temperature is all wrong. Intolerable, in fact. I check the thermostat for vindication. “68 -72 is the comfort zone,” I cite the American Journal of HVAC – a line I’ve used before.   Jean repeats her standard line, “Yes, but the thermostat is placed wrong. You’ll warm up…just wait.” “Hmmpfh,” I politely emit (snort), my nose inches… Continue reading Marriage Thermostat