Temptation of Flannel sheets
Yesterday morning, when I walked to the train, I noticed the temperature was around freezing, but I didn't feel that cold. I grinned to myself and said, "I must be adjusting." I wasn't trying to be arrogant, but boy was I wrong! Last night, I curled up under a flannel sheet with my down vest wrapped around my feet...and my thick fleec on to keep my core warm. I stepped out to the balcony, and instantly started shivering. So much for adapting!
The flat was cold since they haven't turned on the heat yet(note to self, call and find out when heat gets turned on). When bedtime came, I decided to put the flannel sheets on the bed. Oh, I was snug as a bug in a rug, I tell ya. The only thing missing was Ms. M. I slept quite well last night...too well, in fact. I slept through my alarm, and woke up an hour later! Oops. I wasn't too late for work...let's just hope the flannel sheets won't be my downfall when it comes to getting to work on time!
The flat was cold since they haven't turned on the heat yet(note to self, call and find out when heat gets turned on). When bedtime came, I decided to put the flannel sheets on the bed. Oh, I was snug as a bug in a rug, I tell ya. The only thing missing was Ms. M. I slept quite well last night...too well, in fact. I slept through my alarm, and woke up an hour later! Oops. I wasn't too late for work...let's just hope the flannel sheets won't be my downfall when it comes to getting to work on time!