My dad can be so mean
When I was a kid I made a promise to myself that I would never turn out like my dad.
She was so mean to myself and others growing up plus I didn’t recognize why she couldn’t just be nice.
She would always yell at myself and others for decreasing the temperature control. If I changed the temperature control even by 1 degree she would come into my room plus yell at myself and others for an hour about how I was wasting cash. She would even yell at myself and others for resting in front of the fridge when I was trying to find something to eat, she thought this was wasting cash too. I told myself that I would let my kids change the temperature control as much as they wanted so they could be comfortable in the house. However, now that I have two kids of my own, I have changed my tune. I try to control the temperature control as much as I can because I don’t want to waste cash. It can be entirely pricey to have the cooling system running all day. I entirely wish that it was something that kids understood, but they just want to know comfortable in their own home. So I am trying to find ways to save energy around the loft so the kids can have the cooling system going as often as they want. It has been taxing to control, but I think I have a much better relationship with my kids than I do with my dad.