While watching "Mister Rogers' Neighborhood" when I was a kid, I always wondered why, upon entering the house, he would remove his shoes and coat, and immediately don another coat and another pair of shoes. It seemed absurd to me, but eventually I didn't question it. I just chalked it up to that weird thing that Mr. Rogers always did.
Now I totally understand.
If you come to my house, you may want to bring an indoor pair of shoes and a cardigan.
My extra-frugal husband had been hinting since we got married that we should keep the heat lower than 70 degrees in our house. I was the one staying home all day and I was used to a 70 degree house, but I thought I'd try to save us some money and turn the heat down to 68 during the days. Helpful, wasn't I? ;) This lasted for a number of years.
Then we started preparing for the day he was going to quit his steady job and start his own business (doing the same stuff that he was previously doing). We revamped our budget, cutting out some things to see how frugally we could live in case we didn't get a paycheck for a substantial amount of time.
Being the kind soul he is, he never once suggested we turn the heat down because he knew I liked a warm house. But one day he came home to a red nosed, bundled up wife. I decided I'd try to turn the heat down to 60 degrees. After all, 60 degrees feels mighty warm after a cold winter, so how cold could it really be?
Let me tell you...COLD.
However, the human body is an amazing thing. This is our second winter living in 60 degrees and I'm (mostly) used to it. My fingers still get cold and my nose is even cold right now, but if I stay moving, I'm pretty warm. In fact, whenever we go to another house, we're often embarrassed by the redness of our cheeks and the perpetual sweating that occurs because 68 degrees, to us, is HOT.
You may be wondering how the kids do with the lack of heat? They run around barefoot, sometimes wearing "muscle shirts" (Jonny) and leotards (Emilia). Yes, they're way less affected than I am - shivering if I've forgotten the extra layers.
So, if you're ever coming to our house, pretend you're Mr. Rogers, and bring a warm cardigan and indoor shoes.
"Won't ya be my neighbor?"