The First Day of Winter

So I woke up yesterday and my apartment was 53F. I had made it to the first day of winter and I still hadn't reached 49F. As I stood next to my thermostat I spent some time wondering if my apartment was capable of reaching 49F. If I left the heat off all winter would I stay in the 50s even the 60s? After all it was 2F outside right that second with a wind-chill of something crazy like -30. I stood there thinking of the wonder of being able to afford my nonexistent heating bill and the power of only using the passive solar heat and knitted wool for the whole winter or even just to January 1st. Then I flipped on the heat and took my first comfortable shower in months.

Here is to turning it back off on the first day of spring.

Really Cold Changes Every Day

When I first started this I was just going for the month of October, the same as every year. November started out warm so I kept going. Then it snowed but my apartment was still warm enough. I started out saying "the day it hits 58F inside I'm turning on the heat." That day came but the next day was going to be in the 70s again. I can take 58 if the next day is to be hot. This happened more than once. So soon instead of hitting 58 it was 57 and finally it became "I'm not turning on the heat until the first day of winter."

Well, it is 55F in the apartment today as it snows and snows outside. Well, Joey let me tell you we are going to make it until the first day of winter or until the house hits 49F. That is what really cold means. I'm sorry that Sumi-e is hogging your heater and won't share.

Snow

It's snowing and the sweater yarn I bought for staying warm this winter isn't finished yet. It's Cascade Eco. I'm in love with this yarn. So thick and the stitches just float on the needles.
This is one ball worth of yarn. Nice. I think it's half of a sweater.
Those photos are a bit miss leading haven been taken over Thanksgiving. A bit of a blast from the past.
This photo is of today.

I wish Joey would use his heater more. And that my sweater was finished.

I saw Joey on his heater...

He's finally caved and curled up on the heater as I left the apartment this morning. That could say something about the temperature in the place.

Oh, and he stands next to his sweater basket with sad eyes until I put on one him. Too bad it's not safe to leave him home alone in a sweater.