So v. cold.
Woke up several times last night to find that nose, or arm or other unclothed body part had strayed from warm, down comforter zone and into frigid apartment air. Wanted so v. much to call J and demand a warm bed for the evening. But, as was nearly three in the oh-so-very-cold A.M, refrained from placing such demands. Eyes are v. puffy from lack of sleep. Is not a pretty sight.
Have decided not to go to the BigCity after all, and said decision has silenced Inner Goddess and her nagging (at least on this issue) to satisfaction. Am v. disappointed, but relieved. Wish that there was some Big Book of Answers to Stuff that Nobody Really Knows, in which could look up what would have happened if had indeed gone to BigCity. But, if such book exists, was not available at local bookstores or Amazon.com. Am out of resources.
Am spending this evening doing J's taxes. As will not be getting heating oil in apartment until morning, plan to wrangle warm bed at his place. Payment for services rendered.