
During hot summers when I was a kid, I used to sneak out of bed in the middle of the night to set the thermostat to a cool 68 degrees. Each morning I'd awake to the furious tone of my mother, shivering and upset at what I had done the night before. After many good scoldings and lectures, my parents settled on a punishment. I'd have to fork over a portion of my allowance to pay for the increased energy bill that month. At that moment I vowed that when I owned my own place as an adult, I'd keep it a constant 68 degrees! Hey, it's my right as an American.
Well I've done just that, but I'm beginning to feel convicted lately. With all the news of depleting natural resources and a possible economic crisis looming on the horizon, I've been challenged to reconsider my own personal impact on energy consumption. Read number ten on this list here.
Frank Lloyd Wright might have just poked me in the ribs with his cane if he was still around today to see my wasteful use of energy. While a pioneer of "air conditioning", he reportedly detested my preferred and overzealous practice of cooling. Instead, Wright used architectural skills and natural features to keep a structure cool during summer months.
So, I've resolved to set the thermostat at 74. Wow! Easier said than done. I honestly feel like a junkie going through withdrawal. There have been sleepless, restless nights...tossing and turning. I kid you not! I awoke at 3am this morning in disbelief at how much of a drastic change 6 degrees actually can be for a self-indulgent, over-pampered individual like myself.
But, I will press on and adjust to the still cool temperature of 74 degrees. I mean really...74 is cool...right? Maybe someday I'll have the strength and courage to make the move to 77 degrees. Whew!
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See an earlier confession here.