Brrrr...

Bill woke me up with a phone call from Japan this morning. I noticed that under the quilt I was comfortably toasty, but my nose and ears were decidedly chilled. After we talked, I hauled myself out of bed to discover it was 63 degrees in the house. I'm all for saving energy, but that's just too cold. I turned on the heat for the first time since last February.

I blame being a native Californian; I seem to operate only within a very narrow range of temperatures. If it gets over 80, I'm too hot. If it drops below 68, I'm too cold. What a wimp.

So today, the heat is on. This weekend it's supposed to warm right back up again, and I'll probably switch back to A/C. Then next week, heat again. The electric company will love me.