I am grateful tonight for the heated blanket on our bed, as is the cat. The last few nights have been chilly and it's lovely to lie in bed feeling cozy. It does take extra effort to get out of the warm bed into the cool morning, but for the eight or so hours I'm there it's bliss.
Sleeping tucked up in a warm bed and waking up with cold ears and nose reminds me of growing up. My father was too cheap to heat the house to 'room temperature' (by definition above 20℃) so I would wake up some mornings able to see my breath while still in bed! I didn't enjoy it at the time, but the taste of nostalgia this week has been nice, although now that I'm in control of the heat and the bill (and live in a warmer climate) the room doesn't get to frigid, breathing-seeing temperatures.
Here's an interesting little article about bedroom temperature and its effect on sleep.
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