Cold Stinks

Cold weather has always been one of my worst enemies.

I grew up in the North, so you would think that I would be used to cold temperatures, but being used to something and enjoying it are totally different things. I may be used to cold weather, but I certainly don’t enjoy it. When I was in college, my roommates would laugh at me because I used a heated blanket, and I had an electric heater beside my bed year round. I am a small woman, and keeping warm has always been a challenge. When Sam and I got married, I didn’t realize how difficult it would be to keep the house at a temperature that would suit both of us. Sam likes it around seventy degrees in the house which is probably normal, but I prefer the house to be around eighty degrees. When we first got married, he would usually cave in to my desires and keep the house at eighty or so degrees year round, but lately he has not been able to sleep because of how warm it is in the bedroom. Although it isn’t easy for me, I decided to turn the thermostat down to seventy-five to try and get a happy medium for the two of us. Since I turned the temperature down, I have been walking around the house wrapped in a fleece blanket even though it is the middle of August. Someday, I hope to convince my husband to move to some place where it’s warm year round, so that I don’t have to worry about freezing all of the time.


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