Why do Wives always want the heating on?

What is it with Wives and heating? I can’t speak for Wives everywhere but mine is a nightmare.

We get about four weeks a year where the heating is not mentioned. I can have the heating off without having to justify it. But after that four weeks it becomes a daily ritual of explaining the fact that I’m sat wearing a T shirt and so don’t need the heating on.

Jo is always cold. I’m sat in my T shirt next to her in a jumper and she is still moaning. The thing is though, she never just gets up and puts the heating on. What is all that about?

There seems to be an unwritten rule that the heating is the man’s job. I don’t know why this is, we both work to pay the bills. After a year of living in this house and a lifetime of living in houses with heating, Jo still asks EVERY TIME if the heating is on, can it be on, how do you put it on?

The other night in the middle of this current September heat wave, Jo sat huddled up complaining that she needed a blanket. Yet again I was asked about the heating. Why? Jo is perfectly capable of putting it on if she really needs it. I informed her of this and received a harsh Paddington stare for my efforts. I had crossed a line somewhere again. Telling a Wife to put the heating on for herself is a bit of a marital faux pas it seems. Once again I had to explain to her that you just had to turn the thermostat right up because it wasn’t cold enough for it to trigger itself ( a clue surely?). Yet again I had to tell her where the thermostat was (in the hall not hidden at all). It just did not need to be on so no, I wasn’t going to do it.

Jo got up and moaned all the way out the room and then all the way back again, and then sat down in a huff. The heating was on but she had somehow lost. Later on she took her jumper off and sad sat contented whilst I baked. I don’t think I’m ever really going to understand women.