I am Cold-Blooded

I sat in the wrong seat in RS (women's meeting at church) today. I sat down and then realized that I was a) right next to the window and b) right by a vent blowing cold air. For some reason now unfathomable to me, I remained in said seat, even though cold air was wafting my way with a vengeance. My left hand got quite the workout as it rubbed my right arm *raw*.

For those of you unaware, I am cold-blooded. My body temperature is naturally at least several degrees below "normal". I would much rather be in a sweltering hot place than a place where you go outside and instantly have snotcicles. Except Missouri. In the summer. NO WAY. And people will probably point out that you can always put on more layers, but you can only take so many layers off. This is true. However, I don't care. :) I would still rather be hot than cold.

Note to self: DON'T SIT IN THAT CHAIR AGAIN!