J_Dubbs, I know how it is. My wife was the same way. It was more of an issue about time rather than heat in my case since GPU miners were not as stable as ASICs.
My wife makes 6 digits and yet she nagged me to sell Bitcoin at $5 in 2012 which I sold almost 1k coin - so imagine how I feel.
At the end of the day, I can always make more money as long as I have my health but I can't get buy a new wife. Afterall the reason I want to make $ is for my family and not so much myself.
You might just have to bite the bullet and have them relocated to some cheap hosting site.
Yeah I agree. If your wife doesn't like it there's not much you can do. You can try to justify it...perhaps tell her you'll use the mining funds to go on vacation with her or something? Otherwise you're going to have to sell or move them somewhere else. Sorry about the selling of 1k coin...the things we do for our family!
I'm even more interested in the story about beating off the attacker
did you yell and just flail at them, or pick something up to hit them with, etc.? I'm always wondering what my reaction would be in a situation like that.
To answer the attacker thing... It's insane how much I was able to calculate in such a short amount of time. Giving the detailed version because it was pretty freaking crazy.
Our old apartment was tiny, thought I heard a noise but wasn't certain. Almost was going to roll over and sleep more but something in my gut told me to check it out, as if more light was coming from the doorway, but I don't think he had a flashlight so it might have been my adrenaline kicking on early. I didn't want to wake my wife up grabbing a weapon, like most people we have something and a plan, which I found out only matters if you stick to the drill every time. Anyways, I thought it was my dog or a miner just making some noise, or maybe I forgot to turn something off. I went to bed at 3:15am and it was now 3:45, was thinking I would walk out into the living room and settle my paranoid insomniac mind so that I could get a few hours of sleep before work.
One bedroom apartment, roughly 700 sq feet, the moment I exited the bedroom I could see the outline of a guy. He was almost right in front of me, the only thing between us was a HoneyWell floor fan, the tall kind. I had empty hands and was wearing only shorts. All my mining equipment has green lights, and those are what made him visible to me. He was black, with a black shirt, black shorts, black socks, and black sneakers. I saw him maybe a second or half a second before he saw me. My first glance was total disbelief. As I came out the bedroom I thought I saw a guy, and in my head it was questions escalating to alarms, "is that a guy? A guy? It's a guy? IT'S A GUY! IT'S A GUY!! IT'S A GUY!!!". Thought about turning around to get my thing that I always planned on having, but wasn't sure if he saw me, and I was unwilling to take the risk of showing him my back or leading him into the bedroom door. Goal 1 was keep him out of the bedroom, goal 2 was get him out, goal 3 was don't get hurt.
Keep in mind the small size here, my bedroom door was one or two feet behind me, and the intruder was 3 feet in front of me, with my desk behind him, the entire room maybe 12-14 feet wide. My empty hands and I noticed the fan in between us. Suddenly I thought of an old Bas Rutten self defense video from a few years ago, "always use an object" - I figured if he had a gun, then I was probably dead anyways, and if he had a knife, or a needle in his pocket, then I need to not use my hands. I grabbed the fan while playing the scene from The Departed in my head, the one where Leo Dicaprio uses a coat post to beat down the mob guys from Providence in the convenience store. All this stuff playing in my head, all these thoughts, the fan seemed long and like a good weapon to break on him before reverting to using hands and risking injury, knock him over the coffee table and stand over him just like Dicaprio did to the guy in the movie, don't stop until he stops moving; all this shit playing in my head over a max of 2 seconds time.
I stepped out of the bedroom, alarms in my head, he saw me and we both paused for half a second. He made a noise "huh!", I spooked him. Somehow the fan was in my hands, almost unconsciously or automatically in one motion I had picked it up and had it over my shoulder with the base pointed forward, the plug was directly in the wall and didn't snag at all. "FUCK YOU!" and I used it like a spear, jamming him as hard as I could in the face, "FUCK YOU!" again jamming him as he tried to block and run out the way he came. Got him twice good, maybe a third time in the back of the head, but learned that you cannot kill someone easily with a standing fan base. My idea of knocking him over the coffee table didn't happen either, but due to the small space it almost happened. The moment he saw me, or the moment I had my first strike with the fan he was in retreat mode, and I ushered him by essentially standing my ground and pushing a few feet forward. No clue if I would have been a victim had I handled it any differently, all I know is I went completely nuts and I don't think he expected it at all. Distance to the patio door he came in was only 14 feet or so, and as he was leaving I took the entire fan and threw it at him, breaking a bunch of vertical blinds and making a ton of noise. I went to the door he just ran out of, yelled "fuck you" a few more times, I was so angry! I felt violated but also pissed off that he scared the shit out of me!
My wife came out and there I was in my trashed living room. The whole thing lasted 20 seconds at the most. She told me my eyes were out of the sockets and I was pale as I frantically told her "there was a fucking GUY inside the LIVING ROOM!!!" I was worried she wouldn't believe me, until when detectives arrived and she noticed her cash and cigarettes were removed from her purse. Then I noticed my Hong Kong Dollars and Euros were taken out of my wallet and only my USD was missing. To sort through my wallet and her purse would have taken some time, my guess is the guy was inside for at least 5 minutes. The apartment was two rooms and we slept with the bedroom door open, almost certain he must have peeked in on us sleeping, and if he was a killer we would have been dead. Our patio had a 12 foot wall but because the building is on a hill there is a way up, which requires going to the lowest point and walking across the top of the wall past the neighbors apartments. My friends would always say how amazing our patio was, but I would always mention my security concern, to which most would reassure me I was being paranoid. We moved into a temporary unit the next day and never slept in the old apartment again. We had left the slider with just the screen door because it was an exceptionally cool night and our building is on an old chiller system, meaning on cool nights we don't have any cold air blowing from the vents, nor do we have full thermostat control. Our building is kinda outdated and add in the HVAC system with the mining gear and leaving the patio as a screen door that night made sense, but I never thought anyone would have the balls to actually come inside while we were sleeping. It was crazy, thankful it was not worse. Whole thing was 20 seconds and I lost my voice for 2 full days after from the yelling.