The temp outside has been hovering around 11F/-12C for the past 24 hours, which is reasonably chilly. The bedroom dipped down within a few degrees of freezing last night. That wasn’t a problem per se– what is a problem is that I’ve come down with a rather unpleasant cough and sore throat.
This can hardly be blamed on the Cold House, as most of my Warm House friends & relations had their first unpleasant cough and sore throat of the season some time ago. But, I am here to testify, that having a URI really messes up your cold tolerance. Thanks to really cranking the space heater and some prodigious production of gingerbread men in the oven, the kitchen is almost up to 60F/16C, for sure the warmest it’s been in weeks. Yesterday I was at the point where 50F or even colder felt perfectly comfortable. But with this illness, even 60 feels cold. It’s kind of depressing.
I’m pretty sure that if I can eek it out through this cold snap and/or this head cold, I’ll have clear sailing at least to New Year’s, and maybe straight through to spring. We shall see.