I'm refusing to turn on my furnace but I'm not sure how long I can hold out.....my fingers are so chilled that I keep making typose. Tyops. Typos.
And I can't blame it on the Accountant's frugality either--it is my own doing. I go through this every year. I wait to see how far into the year I can go till I crank up the furnace (even then I only set it at 67). That is what happens when I am alone for 79% of my waking hours. I play these little games with myself. How long can I go before I eat that last cookie? How many extra miles can I drive while on E? How many days into a sale before I can't resist and have to go to Kohls?
And today, how many minutes can I wait after the kids leave for school until I turn on my computer and check out the Mojo Sketch??