I didn’t go to bed until about 5:30 am this morning…

…and immediately found I was freezing.

One of those types of cold where you pile the blankets on and up around your ears.  One where your toes and nose feel like they’re frozen.  Where you try to warm your icy hands by placing them between your thighs and only succeed in making your thighs cold.  Where you lay there in misery shivering and miserable.

And I thought, “Getting Chael up to come curl up with me would help get me warm faster”.

But then I thought, “Chael’s asleep and work usually gets him up around now; if I wake him he may not be able to go back to sleep”.

Back and forth.

Finally the cold won.