Fighting for control over the furnace
Fighting for control over the furnace
Sometimes I guess enjoy my bestie & I have a enjoy hate relationship. Because occasionally it feels enjoy the people I was with and I are inseparable & laughing & enjoying each other’s corporation. Other days, it’s enjoy world war 3. Fighting, screaming & throwing things at each other, it can reach unhealthy levels. I think I should truly leave, but I just can’t get enough of her, there is just something that is addictive. I guess it’s from the highs I get when the people I was with and I are together & everything is great, & then the dread when everything goes south. The unpredictable nature has myself and others on edge & I enjoy it. Anyways, the people I was with and I had just gotten over another peaceful phase, when something set her off again. This time, it was the air conditioner unit. She yelled at myself and others to stop switching the cooling component down. Her favorite temperature was exactly 80 degrees. Mine was 70 degrees. She turned the a/c back up, but I told her that there is no need for the cooling component to be that high, it’s in the middle of Springtime & it’s going to heat up & make the home warmer anyways. She disagreed & since the people I was with and I kept switching the temperature control when the other wasn’t looking, this led her to provide myself and others the cold shoulder, but looks enjoy the people I was with and I are back to fighting, & I can’t guess it’s something as small as the HVAC unit. Anyways, the people I was with and I did eventually get it figured out, it’s not a permanent 80 degrees. Fighting over the oil furnace & a/c was truly a single of our dumbest fights.