At the first sign of cold weather, I dig out my wool hat and wear it everywhere.
When the olive oil freezes on the kitchen counter, it’s time to stoke up the woodstove.
As a placebo, we brought home a big stack of drywall and pretended to be warm.
I’d say we don’t mind nights in the 20’s but I’d be lying. All other projects have been dropped in favor of house wiring. Tomorrow, if all goes well, we should be installing the first sheet of drywall on the upstairs ceiling. This step has been three and a half years in the making.