The old thermostat was just weird. Last spring, Cathy adjusted the thermostat up a couple degrees, to 72, and it sweated me out of house and home. Had to actually be 78 or so.
Thinking of Cathy, I saw her at the party Friday night. I'm still not talking to her in that completely avoidant, disfunctional way. (I dated her a little last spring. Breakup went bad. I acted like a complete JERK-off.) Don't get me wrong. Cathy is a very intelligent woman with a wicked sense of humor. Problem is, that's fine for me to visit, but it also annoys and aggrivates me in long doses. That's not good for a relationship. There were other problems, too. She was dragging me towards social circles that I was moving away from. She made the same mistakes about my personality that my family does, which I really don't need more of either.