My mother and father are seriously aged fashioned. When our father wanted to propose, he asked our Grandpa for his daughter’s hand in marriage. Once they were married, they wanted nothing more than the idyllic American Dream of the white picket fence and a family of four. As much as they love each other, they also bicker constantly. It’s mostly harmless and separate from malicious intent, but they do voice their disagreements loudly. One of the things they often war over is what to make for dinner. They each love something the other hates, and this results in proper argument over what they eat while together. The other thing they have never agreed on is temperature settings in the house. Like our spouse and I, our parents have a digital control machine for their central heating and cooling system. My mother always likes the condo to be on the warmer side, while our father almost exclusively wants the cooling system cranked to a cold setting at all times, regardless of the weather outside. Eventually, they resorted to zone controlled heating and cooling. My father’s office has its own ductless mini split that he can set to a cold temperature while our mother is unaffected in the residing room. Although this isn’t a perfect fix, especially since they still share a dining room at night, it has improved our father’s moods while he works or reads in his study. My mother seems to be a tiny bit happier as well, particularly pleased not having to wear as many jackets on hot summer time afternoons while cold indoors. Every little bit of change counts in the end.