Each year I try to conserve energy a little more and I confess: I am an air-conditioned junkie. My Dad had a bad reaction to penicillin once and later swore that being able to stand in front of the air conditioner and getting that air on him helped to save his life. I don't know about that, but he made sure we all had it quite cool all the time and even after we'd left home.
Back to why I'm posting... This summer I've kept my cooling system on a balmy 78° when I turn it on. I'm just amazed that I can tolerate that high of a temperature now after years of living in virtual iceboxes. (Go me!)
Conditioning. One degree at a time.