Ah! My best friend’s guest room is the same way. It’s up on the third floor, and it has no heat, so the only way I can get warm is by forcing myself to picture my body heat warming the mattress. I stay with my friend nearly every weekend, so I’ve gotten pretty good at it.
Sounds a lot like my childhood. Living in Northern Michigan, the Winters can get pretty bitter. And unfortunately contractors for older houses never had the foresight to have a system deliver heat up stairs. Even installing a vent just to try and let warm air flow into the upstairs didn’t help very much. On really bad nights (-30 or lower) we’d have to sleep downstairs.
But… We almost always had a ton of blankets and quilts and to be honest, a lot of times, after it warmed up, that nice, heavy, warm heat of a bed with a 20 blankets and quilts on it was really comforting. It was just getting to that point first that was hell. Of course, in the Summer when it was 90 or 100 in the house, you suddenly missed those ice cold blankets.
Yeah, the radiator in my room was broken and being a private sort of kid (and instilled with a nagging knowledge of fire stopgaps via the 90′s fire awareness campaigns) I kept my door closed at night. So even with the fireplace blazing downstairs, my room would be many degrees colder than the rest of the house in winter. I’m also a cold sort of person – some nights I never managed to warm up my blankets sufficiently. At the same time, I can’t really sleep unless my feet are warm, so some nights I just never slept… hot water bottles just weren’t good enough most times.
Gotta love the feeling of half a dozen quilts and comforters weighted on top though!
just endured a frosty PA night under a quilt, a comforter, and a repurposed sleeping bag. still woke up with blankets sliding off me. I need spring. you nailed it here. but I can’t think warm thoughts, sadly.
Best way for me to get warm was to have my mother rub me warm through the blankets before she’d leave the room. That was the ideal way to warm up the bed. Once you’re warm and cozy, cold nights are awesome. :)
In California, the climate is more different, not have snow.
I know, I live in CA now. So many weather wimps out here…
Ah! My best friend’s guest room is the same way. It’s up on the third floor, and it has no heat, so the only way I can get warm is by forcing myself to picture my body heat warming the mattress. I stay with my friend nearly every weekend, so I’ve gotten pretty good at it.
Wow, I never heard that one before. You must be pretty good at it to go there every weekend!
Are you me? I lived in PA back then too. But I didn’t have this problem fortunately because of the blessed gift that is electric blankets.
Wow, you are so lucky! My parents didn’t like them, and they were really expensive so instead we had stinky thick quilts from like 4 generations ago…
Sounds a lot like my childhood. Living in Northern Michigan, the Winters can get pretty bitter. And unfortunately contractors for older houses never had the foresight to have a system deliver heat up stairs. Even installing a vent just to try and let warm air flow into the upstairs didn’t help very much. On really bad nights (-30 or lower) we’d have to sleep downstairs.
But… We almost always had a ton of blankets and quilts and to be honest, a lot of times, after it warmed up, that nice, heavy, warm heat of a bed with a 20 blankets and quilts on it was really comforting. It was just getting to that point first that was hell. Of course, in the Summer when it was 90 or 100 in the house, you suddenly missed those ice cold blankets.
It is hell, HELL–well, I bet hell is warmer :)
Yeah, the radiator in my room was broken and being a private sort of kid (and instilled with a nagging knowledge of fire stopgaps via the 90′s fire awareness campaigns) I kept my door closed at night. So even with the fireplace blazing downstairs, my room would be many degrees colder than the rest of the house in winter. I’m also a cold sort of person – some nights I never managed to warm up my blankets sufficiently. At the same time, I can’t really sleep unless my feet are warm, so some nights I just never slept… hot water bottles just weren’t good enough most times.
Gotta love the feeling of half a dozen quilts and comforters weighted on top though!
Sometimes there were so many that it was even hard to breathe! I’m the same way with my feet. If they are cold, there is no way I’m going to sleep.
just endured a frosty PA night under a quilt, a comforter, and a repurposed sleeping bag. still woke up with blankets sliding off me. I need spring. you nailed it here. but I can’t think warm thoughts, sadly.
Think warm thoughts…think warm thoughts…warm…toasty…nice…
Best way for me to get warm was to have my mother rub me warm through the blankets before she’d leave the room. That was the ideal way to warm up the bed. Once you’re warm and cozy, cold nights are awesome. :)
Awww! :)
Never played with snow :(
Wow! Have you ever gone somewhere where it has snowed? Man, sledding is so much fun!
The day we can sled in Mexico, is the day y’all will be preserved in a big-ass glacier.
So pray to God I never do it ;)
I knew how that felt, but when I was 15 I learned how to increase my metabolism with my mind…and I got fat.
Wow, I guess you didn’t get as cold as often though :)
I live in MN, I have never had to think warm thoughts I just get another blanket or a unsuspecting warm pet?
I didn’t like getting out of bed to get anything–too cold :)
A fine technique good sir to ward of the odious Jack Frost!
‘Tis true, how very true.
When your heart wants lifting, think of pleasant things.
Aw :)