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Dec. 6th, 2005 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My gosh, it's ten o'clock! This is the latest I've stayed up in days! And I've taken my Nyquil like a good girl and expect that I shall end this post mid-sentence as I pass out, but for now, just a quick post to talk about how goddamned cold I am right now. Which I know will sound ridiculous to those of you who're farther north than Middle Georgia(i.e. almost everyone on my friends list), but keep this in mind: High Ceilings! No central heating! No space heating! Just one ineffectual wall unit and a couple of radiant oil heaters, and they've only been on since I got home from work because I'm deathly afraid, after years of hearing horror stories, of leaving electric or space heaters on while I'm away from the house.
So we're warming up very slowly here--currently, I am wearing pants, two pairs of wool socks, two sweaters and a camisole, huddled up under my bedclothes and a pile of cats--and I'm thinking of the days when I did have space heat, when I'd turn the heaters off at night and then get up at five in the morning to relight them and then crawl back under the covers for a couple of hours, so when I got up to take a shower I wouldn't see my own breath in the bathroom.
Space heaters are kind of nice, in a way. They may be, you know, dangerous, and they may scorch your friends' favorite skirts (so sorry, coco), but they work fast, and you can sit in front of them with your pets and glory in all that heat against your back.
But that doesn't mean that I'm not feeling pleased that That House Who Shall Not Be Named has central air and heat. Just imagine, I keep thinking to myself. I may get to live in a house which stays warm while I'm gone. Oh, the unimaginable luxury of it all!
So we're warming up very slowly here--currently, I am wearing pants, two pairs of wool socks, two sweaters and a camisole, huddled up under my bedclothes and a pile of cats--and I'm thinking of the days when I did have space heat, when I'd turn the heaters off at night and then get up at five in the morning to relight them and then crawl back under the covers for a couple of hours, so when I got up to take a shower I wouldn't see my own breath in the bathroom.
Space heaters are kind of nice, in a way. They may be, you know, dangerous, and they may scorch your friends' favorite skirts (so sorry, coco), but they work fast, and you can sit in front of them with your pets and glory in all that heat against your back.
But that doesn't mean that I'm not feeling pleased that That House Who Shall Not Be Named has central air and heat. Just imagine, I keep thinking to myself. I may get to live in a house which stays warm while I'm gone. Oh, the unimaginable luxury of it all!
arg!
Date: 2005-12-07 01:08 pm (UTC)Re: arg!
Date: 2005-12-09 01:43 am (UTC)Just because I'll still most likely be here doesn't mean that I wouldn't love to have you stay, though! Just let me know when, and I will stock up on hard cider and open my cold little apartment doors wide. (I do have down blankets, you know! And flannel sheets! And things like that!)
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Date: 2005-12-09 05:41 pm (UTC)♥
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Date: 2005-12-10 05:53 am (UTC)I wonder if they sell them down here at all?