Winter is still a month out, but lately, I am always cold, no matter
what I am wearing. If I go out somewhere, I often don’t bother to remove my
coat after I return home. I sit on the couch for a while, eating dinner, watching TV, drinking hot herbal tea, still wearing my coat. This is extra odd, even for me.
Watching a show, still wearing a coat. |
With all the talk of the
escalation of heating costs this winter, it hardly seems the time to bump up the
heat setting in the house. But if this is the scenario when it’s still 30-something degrees outside, what will
happen when it’s below zero? It’s possible I don’t really want to know. The
current level of personal wimp-ness is already quite appalling.
The morning was spent arranging the existing sweaters and looking
for a specific wool one my grandmother knit for me. The evening was spent online admiring merino wool hoodies and Nordic sweaters,
not that I need to spend another dime on another sweater, or in this case,
hundreds of dollars. Nor is there space to store another sweater until the
least favorites of the existing collection are weeded out and donated or brought
to a consignment shop.
Maybe the answer is to buy a larger house for more sweaters and blankets. Or just say “screw
it,” sell ALL the sweaters, blankets, coats, and the house and use the money to move to a warmer climate where I may have to occasionally worry about
being too warm (if I'm lucky).
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