braving the waters

We did it. We proved too weak to withstand another night of 30 degree temperatures so we did what I have been dreading for months - we turned on the heat. To 65. 65! I get a mild stomach cramp just thinking about how much last night must have cost us - it might have been cheaper to sit in the car with the motor running all night.

It was worth it though. Worth it, even though it wasn't what anyone with normally functioning nerve endings would consider warm; worth it even though I still slept with a hat and three sweaters on; worth it even though the hallway would have been cozier.

Because there was something so delicious about laying in bed, under two down covers, next to a 200lb man and feeling like you fingers wouldn't snap off if your ventured over to the nightsand for a glass of water. Yes, it was that comfortable.

According to the weather people this weekend is going to warm up to around 50 or 60. Not much of a relief since for us that translates to indoor highs of 40 or 50, but hey, it's an improvement.

R's birthday is a week from today, but that's all I am going to day about that.