I wonder how many couples are like my wife and I. We often battle over the thermostat settings in our house. I’m sometimes amazed we’ve made it through nineteen years of marriage, even though we have what I call, “Hot and Cold Incompatibility.”
Hot and cold incompatibility is when one person would love to live in the searing heat and endless sands of the Sahara Desert, and the other’s life-long dream is to bask in the gentle breezes, and comfortable temperatures of Antarctica. If you were wondering; I love vacationing at the peak of Mount Everest, and my wife prefers trekking through Death Valley in a sweater and ski hat. I live in an area, where summertime temperature can rise to over a hundred degrees, and dip to near zero during the winter. I’m always miserable in the summer, and happy during frigid winters. My wife says it’s better to prefer heat over cold. I say, “If it’s too cold, I can always put on another layer of clothing. If it’s too hot, you can only get so naked!”
I’ve often wondered if dating sites like Match.com and eHarmony understand the importance of hot and cold compatibility. Do you think their standard questionnaires have things on them like, “Would you prefer to be baked in a four-hundred degree pizza oven, or dipped in liquid nitrogen, to be cryogenically frozen to an internal temperature of two-hundred and seventy-three degrees below zero? I think if more people realized how important it is to have a partner whose temperature comfort zone is within ten degrees of your own, there would be less divorces, and more marital harmony. I’m amazed my wife and I managed to get together long enough to have a son. Usually at night, I’m lying in bed blanketless, in my underwear, and sweating as a fan blows on me. My wife, on the other hand huddles on the other side of the bed wearing flannel pajamas and gloves, and is covered in two blankets and a quilt. I better get going now. I think my wife must have changed our thermostats setting again. I’m starting to sweat, a Bedouin family just went down the hall, leading a caravan of camels, my wife is vacuuming up sand, and I was just bitten by what looked like a scorpion.