I usually run hot anyway, so I don't worry about it. If I'm cold, I put on thicker socks and a warmer sweater.
But today, when I was getting ready for work I could feel the chill. It might be the gray, wet skies, it might be my soaking wet hair, but whatever the reasons, I decided to warm up the house to 70.
Imagine my surprise, my chill bumped skin surprise, when the thermostat said it is a warm 70 right now. In this house? I don't think so. But that is what it says.
I guess it's warmer sweater time.
And, I guess, the ceiling fan does not have to be on. I'm sure everyone would appreciate it if I clicked that chill breeze maker off!