I knew it was coming. Bing is an air conditioner person. I am not. I usually give in only when the temps get high enough to melt butter on my counter. It just bugs me to give in and turn the damn thing on.
As soon as the temps started hitting the 80's, Bing started whining about the air conditioner. Liv is a fence sitter. She doesn't mind the a/c, but can live without it too. I like to fling those windows open and keep them open until the heat and humidity force me into a corner. I am not complaining about the a/c...honest. I LIKE it in July and August. But, in MAY? No. It is too soon. The air is still fresh and cool in the mornings.
I knew we were in trouble when I noticed that Bing could not sleep with the windows open. She worried about break ins. She said that her allergies were acting up. She came in from mowing the yard and bitched and bitched about how hot it was until I finally told her to go take a cold shower and she would feel better.
"I would feel better if we could turn the damn air on!" she retorted.
I tried ignoring her. It is very hard to ignore a person who tosses and turns all night in a full sized bed next to you. Someone who WAKES me up from a sound sleep to inform me that she cannot breathe through her nose because it is all plugged up because she has spring hay fever.
This morning, as I was making Liv's lunch for school, Bing came in from her shower and was packing her bag to take to work.
"Hey, I'm sorry if I kept you awake with all my sneezing and coughing last night," she said.
I told her that it didn't bother me until SHE woke me up to tell me that her nose was plugged up.
"Please, can we just turn the air conditioner on?" she asked.
I told her that a cold front was supposed to come through tonight and the temps were supposed to drop into the 60's the rest of the week.
She didn't answer. Just sniffed as loudly as she could.
"Think how much money we will save if we don't turn it on, " I said.
She is very into saving money. I figured this would appeal to her frugality.
She blew her nose noisily. I thought to myself that this woman was in the wrong profession. She could give Meryl Streep a run for her money in the acting department.
"Oh, FINE!" I sputtered. "Turn the damn thing on!"
So now I am sitting here freezing to death and breathing cold, chemical tasting air. We set the thermostat on 76 but it feels colder to me. I am SO tempted to turn it off but I made a promise and I swear that if I have to listen to her bitching about the heat one more second, I will lose my mind.
Do I sound resentful?
What are your everyday fights about?
I also wanted to add that I am not heartless. I have tried and tried to get Bing to see an md about her allergies. She says that she doesn't want to take drugs. And, I have noticed that her allergies are kind of selective (once when she was gone for a weekend, I shut the air conditioning off and turned it on about an hour before she got back home...she sighed when she walked in and exclaimed how nice it was to get back into air conditioning, said that she could actually feel her sinuses clearing up. I didn't have the heart to tell her that the house was just as full of pollen, etc as the place where she came from, thereby making MY argument that it is all in her head valid.) I DO think that she is simply uncomfortable in any weather over 80 and yes, I try to respect that. But, I guess that I DO resent it a little bit. And I miss my cool breezy house with all the windows open...