We have been keeping the thermostat at 66F during the day in an effort to save some money on the heating bill which I know is going to be heartbreaking no matter what we do. Everyone has on thick sweaters and toasty winter slippers except Ruby who tries to find a sunny spot to sleep in.
At 5 pm I could stand it no longer and I cranked the heat up to a balmy 70F. Within 30 minutes, Vince was watching the Muppets Take Manhattan in the nude and I was walking around in my bare feet enjoying the tropical temperatures in the house.
Sadly, now it’s 8:30 pm and the downstairs thermostat has clicked in to its nighttime setting of 50F. Brrr, I gotta get upstairs under the blankets.