You know, I don't mind bundling up in the winter; I'm not one of those silly people who thinks a T-shirt and shorts should be comfortable in January. But when I have to put on a sweater over the sweatshirt over the undershirt, I get a bit cranky.
Also, I have, after several attempts, found my fingerless gloves. They were in a sewing pile; I knew they were in a sewing pile, but unfortunately that doesn't narrow it down as much as it should. They're meant for martial arts practice, and thus are not as comfortable as might be wished for typing, but at least I can work at the computer without losing sensation in my extremities.
In fact, with all this plus the heavyweight sweatpants and the extra-thick socks under the extra-warm slippers, I'm actually in a state of thermal acceptability. I feel like the Michelin man, but I'm not cold.
Also, I have, after several attempts, found my fingerless gloves. They were in a sewing pile; I knew they were in a sewing pile, but unfortunately that doesn't narrow it down as much as it should. They're meant for martial arts practice, and thus are not as comfortable as might be wished for typing, but at least I can work at the computer without losing sensation in my extremities.
In fact, with all this plus the heavyweight sweatpants and the extra-thick socks under the extra-warm slippers, I'm actually in a state of thermal acceptability. I feel like the Michelin man, but I'm not cold.