My grandpa is a crazy old man.
- He is a hardened man, who can stand tough in the face of nearly everything.
But I hate going to his house. It isn’t that his house is boring. I just can’t stand how much he uses his air conditioner. In fact, during the entire year, he sets his thermostat too low for anyone else to be comfortable but himself. When I first started going as a kid, I realized that it wasn’t possible to survive his HVAC settings without a blanket and warm clothes. Even in the middle of the summer, the air conditioner would run so often that I would have to wear a sweater to stay warm. In the winter, my grandpa would rarely use his furnace, meaning that his house was unnaturally cold. During the day, it wasn’t hard to get along with my grandpa and his temperatures. Wearing jeans and a sweatshirt would make you pretty comfortable, regardless of how much the air conditioner was running. It was the night time that was awful. He would adjust the thermostat right before he went to bed because the air conditioner would help him to sleep better. My grandpa didn’t have a lot of heavy blankets, so I would have to bring my own. A few nights, I forgot to bring the blanket, and it was terrible. The air conditioner made my room so cold that I stayed up all night cuddled into a ball trying to sleep. Eventually, I would have to dump my suitcase on top of me to stay warm. How can anyone sleep with the air conditioner running like that?