Friday, May 30, 2008

Like Mother, Like Daughter

Growing up my mother had what I thought at the time was a ridiculous rule: No air conditioning until June 1st and no heat until November 1st. I HATED this rule growing up! Everyone knows it gets insanely hot before June. The whole family would sit in the living room wearing as few articles of clothing as possible with fans going all around us, trying our hardest not to move. It didn't matter how hot it was before June, but when the first arrived it was this magical day where we could finally turn on the air. I didn't understand it at all. What's so special about June 1st? Does it really matter if it's May 25th? Come on, Mom!

I think you can guess what I'm about to say. It happens to the best of us.
I've turned into my mother!

When I graduated college and moved out on my own, I adopted the same rule that plagued my life as a child. The first year I made it to June 1st without air conditioning and I was so proud of myself that I called my mom right away. "Oh...I turned mine on a week or two ago," she said. "WHAT?!? You don't do that anymore?" "Well, I try to, but if it gets too hot..."
I felt duped. That never once happened when I was little.

Regardless, I still try to achieve this goal every year. I can usually make it longer than Matt, but sometimes, like my mother, I tend to cave in if the temperature gets too high.
So this year, we pretty much made it. Matt caved earlier in the spring and turned it on for a day or two, but that didn't last long. And I have to be honest that I turned in on for an hour or two this morning to get the house to a cooler temperature, then turned it off, so that hopefully it won't be 80 degrees in the house by the end of the day. I'm pretty proud for making it this long, but really it hasn't been very hot this spring.

I love the house all open and the breeze flowing through, so as long as the temperature is nice outside there still won't be any air conditioning.

I have definitely become more like my mother than I ever imagined I would....and I love it! My mom's great and I absolutely love that I catch pieces of who she is in myself every day.

1 comments:

Jessica said...

I'm glad you love catching yourself in things your mom does... because it makes me cringe when I realize I'm doing things that my mother does to me that I HATE. It just happened the other day and I wanted to shoot myself. :)