And then I go do pretty much anything (go to the kitchen for a glass of water) and I am suddenly way too hot and have to shed, and then I forget to take them with me when I go back downstairs.
Every couple of days I have to go retrieve the pile of all my sweaters and sweatshirts which are invariably piled on top of the little cookbook bookcase, and bring them back down to my room so I can escape the cold.
There is no comfortable, there is only too hot and too cold.
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