tikatu | Finally gave in

It was cold out when I took the dog out for walkies this morning. Cold and windy, enough to bite right through my sweater. So, I put on my heavier jacket for subsequent walkies, and kept my sweater on in the house. One of the neighbors told me she put her heat on last night because it had gotten so cold in her house that she felt she was freezing her babies.

Out of curiosity, I checked the temperature on the thermostat when passing by to get some more hot coffee. What I saw startled me. The thermostat registered 57.

57 degrees. It hasn't been this cold in the house in ages. In the evenings, especially on those days when I baked, it's been reading a comfortable 68. We've been trying hard not to turn the heat on, to keep it off as long as possible and keep the costs down.

57 degrees. It was the last straw. I broke down and turned on the heater. Not too much, mind you, just to a slightly more comfortable 64. Maybe I'll bake again this afternoon and heat that part of the house up. And keep my sweater on. At least, inside, I'm out of that wind!