Blowing Hot and Cold
Being from the deep South, I have a greater tolerance of heat than those from other climes, yet I have little tolerance for air conditioning. I find it very strange to be dressed for the 95 degree weather outside and shivering as a result of the 69 degree weather inside. This is NOT normal, I don’t care where you hail from!
In addition to my low tolerance to cold and/or excessive AC, I simply don’t like a great deal of variation in the ambient temperature of my personal living space under any conditions. My threshold is 75 degrees. Anything above is moving toward the realm of summertime comfort, anything below is, in my opinion, ARTIC. People who like things too far above or below are just completely off, PERIOD!
My S.O. is an absolute darlin’ and I adore the hardwood floors he walks on, but he has been complaining to me of late about my thermostatic problems. I asked him, very diplomaticly, of course, WHAT THE HELL WAS HE TALKING ABOUT? In his own special way, he said that he was waking up at night, shivering and cold and didn’t understand why, since he knows how intolerant of cold I am. He said when he woke up, the ceiling fan was on and he was chilled, bless his heart!
I patiently explained that I woke up in the night, feeling like I was burning in the fires of HELL and turned on the ceiling fan. The cause of this conflagration…………………..something called PERI-MENOPAUSE. Unfortunately, I am at the mercy of numerous pesky hormones, which, when activated, take me from the Sahara to Mt. Everest temperature-wise in about a second and a half.
Other wise women I hold dear understand this calamity. Men do not! Since they are perfectly comfortable when they are perfectly comfortable, they simply don’t understand going from perfectly comfortable to freezing to death to burning up in a matter of minutes. It’s just right up there with their lack of understanding of how a women needs more than two pairs of shoes……………one for dress and one for everything else. I mean, it’s been working for them forever! Even those men who consider themselves fashionable only have black, brown, cordovan, and athletic.
Women with hormone issues are somewhat like volcanos and tornados. They can stew for long periods of time dormant or whip up in the blink of an eye. They can sputter, spew and just rumble, or they can let loose and wreak havoc on anything in their path. And, God forbid, if things get really pressurized they can BLOW and all HELL will break loose, making the plagues of Egypt look like summer vacation.
So, for all the women out there who understand EXACTLY what I’m talking about, I recommend getting a programable thermostat, set it at your comfort zone (mine is 75). If it is the right kind of thermostat and hormone surges have you racing to it, anxious to adjust, make sure you can do so with a couple of clicks.
For all you men out there who have NO IDEA what I’m talking about or WHY the woman in your life is constantly blowing hot and cold, my recommendation……….get a pair of shorts and a parka and deal with it!
MOST IMPORTANT: DON’T TOUCH THAT THERMOSTAT!
