It’s a never-ending cycle. I’m always cold and Hubs is always hot. Whether it’s in the car, at church, in the bed…everywhere. I need a blanket and a parka practically at all times. If I could live in a Snuggie, trust me I would. I have been plotting to bring an electric blanket to work, but I’m so afraid to blow out any circuits. I’m a rule follower and I don’t like to be reprimanded. I guess you could call me “scary”. I wish someone would invent a body temp regulator that would function kind of like an I.V. only without the whole injecting a 5-inch needle into your arm deal. Wait, on second thought, maybe if I were half Genie I could just rub my lamp and be instantly warm. Wait, can Genie’s grant their own wishes? I’ll have to Google that. Alas, maybe I should just chalk it up as an excuse to buy some really cute winter wear.
Oh well, the struggle continues. Tell me I’m not the only one out there on the losing end of this battle with the Hubs.