Cold feet, warm heart (Day 2)…
March 2, 2007
At least that’s what my mum always told me, and what her mum told her. But the consolation of having a warm heart — especially when it’s figurative — doesn’t count for much when you’re trying to fall asleep and be all cozy-like while your feet are practically refridgerating the entire bed.
Until now, I’ve solved this problem with an electric heating pad, which I set on ‘medium’ and tuck under the sheets near the bottom of my bed, then I just plonk my feet on top (admittedly, now that I write it out loud, this sounds elaborately stupid).
Of course, doing this sucks up at least eight hours of electricity — not to mention breaks numerous fire codes in my building — so I’m pulling the plug, recklessly strangling the heating pad (see above) and throwing it into storage without even saying goodbye.
My back-up plan: pour bags upon bags of kitty treats between my feet, and hope my cold-hearted cat keeps me warm.
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