I watched in amazement and disbelief this past weekend, as I do each year, at the number of idiots who decide to take the polar bear plunge - jumping into a local pool or lake in freezing cold temperatures to prove, well, I don't really know what it proves. Running around with ice in one's hair after the fact is not my thought of New Year's entertainment. That is what football bowl games are for...in the warm confines of one's living room.
Fortunately, watching bowls games in my living room was on my agenda for New Year's weekend. Unfortunately, you may have noticed I left the word "warm" out of my weekend description. My house is cold. Very cold. And I hate the cold weather.
The workers have started to hang drywall throughout the house, which is a great sign of progress. However, it does nothing at this point to keep out the cold weather that has hit Nashville. Last night was my fourth night of sleeping in a very cold bedroom, completely clothed, and under thermal sheets, a down comforter, and a down throw blanket. I am actually very warm throughout the night, it's just getting into and out of bed that a icy challenge.
Four straight days of temperatures not getting above freezing and at least seven more days straight are in the forecast. Hopefully when they get things all taped up and covered with drywall mud, all of the little gaps and crevices will close up and allow us to keep some heat inside the house. A back door would be nice, too.
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