When my Mom and Father got a divorce, however, no one was more supportive than me. My Father should have left a long time ago, but since my Father had not been on his own in twenty-four years, I let him come live with me for a couple weeks. I wanted to be supportive since I knew he would be lonely. I have a two-bedroom house apartment, which is quite spacious. I was going to have a roommate, although he dropped out at the last second. The house was so wonderful that I decided to keep it anyways. I normally use the other bedroom as my office, although I moved my computer and printer into another room. I did not mind transferring my office, since my Father would be at work all day and it wouldn’t be any louder in the other room, than a normal day in my office. My Father would get up early for work, and change the control unit every afternoon. I always set the control unit to 69, before going to sleep for the evening. The last few nights, the control unit has been set to 73 degrees. I have woken up covered in sweat and feeling extremely tired. I tried to bring up the control unit in general conversation, but my Father did not take the bait. I suppose that I need to have a discussion with him about the control unit. I know that my Father is so touchy, and I don’t want to hurt his feelings. I can’t keep waking up in a soaked bed either. I wish there was an easier resolution to the trouble.