Okay, so I Love (capital "L") our little house. Love. However, the last few nights, I've slept with a beanie, ski socks and two (count them two) down comforters, and I'm still freezing. Last night, I awoke in a frozen frenzy, opened the door and walked out into the hall to check the thermostat. A warm rush of air flooded the hallway. Sure enough, the temperature read 69 degrees, as I had set it. So, I'm sleeping in an ice box, but it's the Isle of Naboomboo just outside my door?! Somebody call the Super.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Have A Yule That's Cool
Okay, so I Love (capital "L") our little house. Love. However, the last few nights, I've slept with a beanie, ski socks and two (count them two) down comforters, and I'm still freezing. Last night, I awoke in a frozen frenzy, opened the door and walked out into the hall to check the thermostat. A warm rush of air flooded the hallway. Sure enough, the temperature read 69 degrees, as I had set it. So, I'm sleeping in an ice box, but it's the Isle of Naboomboo just outside my door?! Somebody call the Super.
Call us crazy, but here at 215 we have all windows wide open and the fan spinning, too. So, I totally feel for you here---except our Antarctica is voluntary. Can't get enough of this winter air!
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