When I grew up there wasn't air-conditioning or anything of that nature and this old car had a wall thickness of about ten inches. So we had a little warmer house in the winter and a little cooler in the summer.
When you're a stay-at-home mother you have to pretend it's really boring but it's not. It's enriching and fulfilling and an amazing experience. And then when you're a working mother you have to pretend that you feel guilty all day long.