Don't touch that dial!

For the past week, Provo has been experiencing weather that is too hot for the month of May. The nineties are upon us already and we are feeling it.

I have been coming home to a pregnant and complaining wife everyday. She has been making comments about how hot our house is and how uncomfortable she has been. She has been giving me a daily report on which room is the coolest for the day and how she has tried to do all of her activities in that one room.

I guess I have just figured that she is pregnant and has just been uncomfortable. Going to Male and Female communication classes in my day, I know that women are not always looking for solutions to problems they talk about, rather they want a listening ear and some compassion. So, I try to empathize and tell her how sorry I feel for her.

Well, since it is Sunday, and I am actually home during the hot hours of the day, I noticed that it was pretty darn warm in the house. I went over to the thermostat and thought I would set the temperature to be a little be cooler. As I touched the button on the thermostat, I noticed that it was set at 85 degrees. I thought, man, no wonder it is hot in here, the kids must be playing with the thermostat.

When Amber came downstairs, I told her that the heat was getting to me and that I noticed how high the thermostat was set.. "I know!" was her reply. "I have been turning that thing up and up all week and it just won't cool off!"

I asked her to repeat herself, which she did. When I started laughing, she caught on to what she has been doing. All week she has been dying of heat. Trying to cool off the house, she has been turning the thermostat HIGHER rather than LOWER (mixing up how we work the air conditioner with how we run the furnace).

She has been having quite a few similar "pregnant moments" lately. I hope we make it to September!