I’m wearing long underwear and wool socks, and I’m sitting under a red and blue fleecy blanket I’ve had since college, but I’m still shivering.  It’s 37 degrees Fahrenheit here (feels like 31 because of the wind), and the thermostat’s set at 68 degrees.

We could knock it up a couple of degrees, and occasionally do if we get desperate. What we really need is a space heater for the family room, because it tends to get colder than the room where the thermostat is. We’ve never gotten around to getting one.  So instead, we’re getting by with blankets and sweaters.

We could also knock it down a few degrees and add more layers. I know many people do, to save energy and money. We haven’t gotten to that point; I think where we are is pretty reasonable.

We do have a programmable thermostat to help make sure the heat gets turned off when we’re not here. And we’ve got separate thermostats for upstairs and downstairs, so we don’t need to heat space we’re not using. In fact, the heat rising from downstairs is often enough for both levels.

But now it’s time for bed, and it’ll be warm there. Remember in The Long Winter, how they would go to bed early to save fuel? Totally seeing the benefits of that now.