This morning my children and I were all very cold, and I made sure everyone had socks or houseshoes on, just like these:
But then at around 9 or so, while the kids were still shivering, I went to take out some garbage, and what did I feel but warm, almost muggy air, occasionally broken up by cool, refreshing breezes?
I looked back at my house, scratched my head, and then realized that my house has ALWAYS done this, since I was 12 years old, and I just got used to having a normal, climate-adjusting house after five years out of state.
It strikes me as the nuttiest thing ever that, in the middle of December, I had to open my windows to let the warm air in!
Merry Christmas!
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