You know... people can maybe get used to anything, given enough time. But once gotten used to, the opposite can be difficult to deal with. I moved to Florida on Valentine's Day 2003. That's almost a decade of living in the Sunshine State, so moving to Virginia has been a shock in a lot of ways.
Twenty Two Degrees. At Nine A.M.
Right now in Florida where I lived it is 55° which is a pretty big difference right? Yes?
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Yes, Baby; it IS a big difference.
It is 7° here at Chez Chili. My school son said the other day that "you know you live in New England when, at least four months out of the year, it's colder in your garage than it is in your freezer." He isn't wrong.
Hahahah--Mrs. Chili, when I lived in Alaska, we didn't bother plugging our chest freezer in for 6 months out of the year. We just moved it out on the back porch--really!
We also put our TRASH out in a shed until we got a chance to take it to the dump. That way, the bears couldn't smell it and come calling. One winter, I made the mistake of throwing it directly into the back of the Suburu (with the intent of taking it to the dump on my way to work). A bear destroyed the inside of my Suburu. Last time I did that!!
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