A long time ago on my blog I mentioned that I hate turning on the heat. If my husband wants to turn it on I tell him to get a blanket. I’m cruel I know. I do eventually turn it on and even more so now that there’s a child in the house, but I just love that low electricity bill.
After nine years I’m proud to say that the idea of just changing the thermostat doesn’t even enter my husband’s mind anymore.
I didn’t set out to train him, it just happened all on its own.