Brrrrrrrrrrrr. It is cold this morning. I woke up and I was freezing. The temp had dropped about eight degrees in my apartment overnight. Doesn't sound like much perhaps but it is a lot when it is really cold outside and you have fibromyalgia.
The landlord pays for the gas in my apartment and the heat is run on gas. He doesn't want to pay for the heat yet, so he just hasn't had it turned on. We have had nights that have been between 30 and 35 degrees F. Not cold to some I know, but cold to a fibro person. So I just shiver at night. Even with lots of blankets. This morning I got up and boiled a pot of hot water (on my electric stove) and that heated the place right up. I don't always want to put that much moisture in the air, but I had to get warm. It worked this time. And I think it was good for my lungs too.
I am debating whether I am going to say something to him about the situation or not. Most things I speak to him about he totally ignores. I mean the place here is really nice, don't get me wrong, and there is almost never a problem, but if there is, he doesn't seem to jump to do something about it. It took him weeks to get rid of the wasps. Oh well.
I know what will make me feel better at least momentarily. Thinking of Sara, I will go get myself a nice hot cup of tea. :-)