Note to Self: Stop Being Such a Wuss!

It's not even that cold here yet and I have already been tempted--several times even--by the thermostat siren.
Cold seeps into my bones super readily, and by that I mean anything below the mid sixties and I'm bringing a sweater--just in case. Anyway, I am not, nor have I ever been a fan of the cold. I am also not a fan of paying exorbitant gas bills, of the skin and sinus parching, unnatural air that blows up from the basement, or of Global Warming.

So I try to be good and not turn on the heat until adding another blanket or pair of socks just won't cut it. We'll see how long I last.