Given the option I would rather be too cold than too hot, but I am getting a bit tired of feeling like there is a constant chilly draft down my neck. My shoulders just feel uncomfortably clammy, like I'm wearing a t-shirt that isn't quite dry on the back. Ugh.
What do you think my chances are of training on of the cats to let me wear them like a stole? My cat Morag used to happily be carried around like that and it was very cosy, but I suspect Edith would find it undignified and Nancy will be convinced it's a plot to kill her (Nancy thinks taking out the recycling is a plot to kill her, she's what you might call jumpy).
Maybe I need to knit myself a cape with an interior pocket to put a hot water bottle in. That would probably give me an oddly shaped hunch, but that's a small price to pay for finally thawing out my scapula.