Once the kids and Jeremy get home , I shed layers and allow the furnace to heat up the space to a toasty 67 degrees. If guests come over and they don't remove their coats, I may let the temperature soar to 68-69 degrees, but that takes a lot out of me. If anyone in the immediate family complains of a cold house, I bark at them, "Just put on a sweater!"
I know my dad and stepdad would be proud of my sweater mentality and minimal heating of the house.
Now come over anytime during the summer and if the outside temp is above 85 degrees - you better believe my central air is on full blast. Blame the hormones.