Around 3:00am I awoke to a freezing room. Instead of turning on the heat, I added a blanket. About an hour later, I was still cold, so I decided to turn on the heat. Not too long after turning on the heat, weird noises started coming from the vents, so I turned off the heat and added another blanket plus socks. I stayed under the covers until I thought I could call me dad for advice. He told me I'd have to call a heating specialist which I did immediately. Of course the heating guy can't come until Tuesday. After calming down, I called my dad back to apologize for freaking out. When the temperature in my living space gets below 65º, I panic. I explained to my dad that I knew most people keep their heat at that temperature, but that I was cold. He understands that I'm an absolute baby when it comes to cold.
I went to Target, bought a mini heater, and returned home to spend the day in front of the tv and mini heater. Today's the day of the marathon, so driving to church is impossible, so I started watching ESPN around 9:00. After the football programing was done, I switched to music. Basically, I sat with the warm computer on my lap grading student writing with the heater forcing warm air through my room. Layers of clothes, including two pairs of socks, helped keep me warm. My hope is my upcoming weekend is free of major schoolwork and is filled with heat from a working furnace.

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Storm might be coming your way. Stay warm!