Cold weather has consistently been one of my worst enemies. I grew up in the North, so you would guess that I would be used to chilly temperatures, however being used to something and enjoying it are totally unusual things. I may be used to chilly weather, although I legitimately don’t love it, however when I was in college, my roommates would laugh at me because I used a heated blanket, and I had an electric gas furnace beside my bed year round. I am a small woman, and keeping sizzling has consistently been a challenge. When Sam and I got married, I didn’t realize how hard it would be to keep the house at a temperature that would suit both of us. Sam likes it around seventy degrees in the house which is entirely normal, although I prefer the house to be around eighty degrees. When every one of us first got married, she would usually cave in to my desires and keep the house at eighty or so degrees year round, however lately she has not been able to sleep because of how sizzling it is in the dining room. Although it isn’t easy for me, I decided to turn the control component down to seventy-multiple to try and get a excited medium for the 2 of us. Since I turned the temperature down, I have been walking around the house wrapped in a fleece blanket even though it is the middle of September. Someday, I hope to convince my wife to move to some site where it’s sizzling year round, so that I don’t have to worry about chilly all of the time.