When I moved out of my parents’ house, they made me promise to come back as well as help them with weird tasks around the house from time to time. I shrugged, but agreed, knowing that they would always pay me back with a delicious home-cooked dinner. While I did miss the bustle of other people in the house, I absolutely didn’t miss how chilly chilly it was in that house! See, my parents were originally from the South, as well as after decades of hot Summers as well as mild Winter seasons, they wanted to move up North as well as live in a perpetually chilly weather conditions. I’m sure that was a beautiful change of scenery for them, although I was born into the chilly as well as I’m sick of it. A few months after I moved out, my Mom called me a single day asking for a favor. He needed help installing this new control equipment in the house, as well as needed a fresh set of eyep to see where he could’ve gone wrong in the replacement. When I made it over to their house, my parents sat in their recliners in the family room, smiling at me as I walked into the house. As soon as I walked in, I observed that the heating plan was running. Wait, what? My parents, who swore off ever being moderate again, running the furnace? My parents laughed at my confused facial expression, as my mom held up a remote as well as pointed it at a circular equipment on the wall. With a few clicks of a button, the sound of the furnace running came to a halt. That’s when my parents said they had a smart control equipment installed, which allowed them to adjust the temperature of the house on the go. I smiled, finally, as well as asked if this meant they would finally let the house moderate up. “No way!” My Mom chimed in, “All of us just wanted to show off the new temperature control.” Only fifteen minutes passed before I decided to leave, as my parents let the temperature in the house drop back into the low sixties.