When I wake up feeling so overheated its like I woke up in a hot box yoga class, there are two questions that cross my mind: am I dying or is my thermostat dying? Overheating always makes me feel like I’m two inches from death’s door–I do not deal well with it at all. It always makes me feel nauseous and drained, like I’ve developed a sudden case of the flu even though I had no symptoms before hand. These at least usually clue me in to take vitamins and kill it before it takes hold of me. I really cannot tell heat exhaustion from terrible illness. I always have to drag myself out of bed, and since I live alone there’s no roommate to text to check the thermostat for me. This is probably also why my thermostat dies so much, because I have no one else to remind me to change it and take care of it before it actually goes out on me again. See, programmable thermostats are really cool, until you realize you need to change the batteries. But before I get to that, I have to take care of me first. So I take my anti-nausea meds and have a cool shower–sometimes I even take the pills in the shower when I’m really dead. As soon as I’m in my comfiest workout clothes, I get up and drag myself to the junk drawer for batteries, then go in the living room to the thermostat. Sure enough, the screen is usually blank, which means the thermostat is once again offline. It’s not actually broke, it’s just cheap batteries I get have died. It only takes two second to change them and get the HVAC back online again. I swear, I don’t know if I should get better batteries, or a better programmable thermostat.