I work four days a week, have class two days, try to maintain an online store, and sit on the Board of a local historic house. To cramp my time even more, I've just started another fatigue lapse so I need lots and lots of sleep too.
All this stuff leaves me surprisingly little time to do what I want to do and just veg around the house. Saturdays are usually my day to catch up on the DVR (I really only watch 3 shows) but I get busy so sometimes it's a few weeks before I get the time to watch them all. This week my lazy day was going to be Friday.
So Friday morning I came trotting downstairs, as much as one can trot in the morning, and opened the door to the sunroom (where the DVR set up is) and--
Let me explain something about our sunroom. Our sunroom was an addition to the house a long time ago, and unlike all the other rooms in the house, the sunroom's windows are especially drafty and crappy. This might not be such a big deal except, ya know, it's all windows on three sides. Because it leaks all the heat out, Dad installed a little gas heater in the corner a few years ago.
Anyway, our little heater must've had a little air bubble or something. The point is it didn't work and the room was freezing cold.
I was determined not to let this ruin my plan. So what if it was like 30 degrees in there? I'm a Michigander. I know how to handle cold.
This is what I looked like. (Oh yeah, I forgot I still had glasses on.)
Basically I was a mass of heated insulation. The blanket was covering my face, so when I breathed my glasses would fog, and I was so wrapped that I couldn't fast forward through commercials. Still I managed to watch about 45 minutes of Bones before my nose almost fell off. By then Dad wandered back in and said he'd try to light the heater one last time.
And that's how my survival skills helped me watch TV without getting hypothermia. Yay!
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