The past few nights I haven't slept well. A large factor in that was the heat in the sleeping box. For some reason these guys think it needs to be 80* to sleep. I on the other hand think the colder the better.
Actually the only person that likes it warm is the day DD. Of course he's the one I get to work with, and therefore we sleep at the same time. Bummer for me.
Today's Exploit:
Last night it was HOT in the box because I had the oven on to make some cookies. So I did the logical thing and turned the AC on.
It was LOVELY. I only woke once, when the DD was in the hallway grumbling about how cold it was. And my hands were safe from my scratching. All around win, I think.
When I got up, the DD asked if I turned the heat on before I went to bed. I told him no, I turned on the AC. He kinda laughed and said he woke at 4 freezing. I apologized. End of story, right? Nope. He came out to the work box before I did. When the night MWD said hi, the DD said F*** you and made a nasty gesture. Hmmm. Taking his frustrations out on the boys.
Sorry guys. I know you can handle it. Because, while I feel bad that he was cold, I definitely don't feel bad enough to keep it from happening again. I spent 4 or 5 nights roasting, he can spend a few chilly.
The End.
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