Brr.
I'm sure this will earn me a pissy little retort from Corey "Paul Bunion" Tamas by IM (or perhaps an oblique blog post) telling me to suck it up and deal with it, but it's freakin' cold today.
It's the first time since last winter I've really *had* to fire up the space heater in my basement office to be comfortable enough to work -- I felt the cold in my joints, especially in my fingers. When I checked the thermometer, it was was pegged at about 60 degrees.
Now it's still above freezing outside, though it looks like today it'll be in the 40s (that's 4.444444444444 degrees for you godless heathens that use the accursed "metric" system with its fancy decimals), so we sent the sprogs to school in their winter gear for a change. But it's also made me realize that I never ended up having heat put in the office, and I'm once again cursing myself for my poor money management skills and ever-present procrastination.
Nothing to see here, folks, just some self-flaggelation. Move along.
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I am not sure what's worse, knowing that it'll be 40 F every day, the whole day, of that every day of the week the temperature will be anywhere from 40 F to 80 F, as it happens here in Dallas, TX.
My GF brought us this nice electric blanket from her last trip to Korea and she likes to crank the heating up to at least 72 F. Unlike some of you who are required to put on and take off boots everytime you're coming or leaving, I have to remember not to go out on my underwear. The neighbors must love it.
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Posted by: F C Covett | November 13, 2003 10:37 PM