My wife claims to have grown up in the dark. Her family had power and light bulbs however her father liked dim to no light. Just the glow of the TV was enough for him.
Present day...my wife has not met a light switch she hasn't turned on. On top of this the boys REALLY enjoy TV. So much so that they attempt to have every TV in the house turned on at all times.
Weeknights I usually get home after they do and spend the first several minutes going from room to room turning off lights and various electronics that nobody is using. (Perhaps part of my OCD)
Now, I am guilty of watching TV while using the computer or having music playing while a sporting event is on TV. Multitasking! On the other hand I always turn off the lights behind me. It's just the right thing to do. I have left the room, kill the lights. I think that makes me "green".
I am not yet to the point of hiding light bulbs but I cringe every month when I exclaim "How much is the power bill?!?" I like light as much as the next guy but really, it is only useful if someone is in the room when the light is on. Darkness has certain advantages as well. A lot of good stuff happens in the dark.
I do feel bad that my wife was so traumatized and has this terrible dislike of darkness, so much so that I will continue to go from room to room and turn off the lights because I love her.
