I can't have been descended from monkeys or apes. Whatever, I came from, either developed in a nice moderate climate that never got to hot or too cold or I am descended from bears. Bears, I'll buy that. In my opinion there is only one thing to really do when it gets cold, hibernate.
Yes, you should stock up on reserves, find a nice dark, cave-ish place (preferably with lots of blankets) & set your alarm for Spring Time. Past the winter holidays there isn't mush good about Winter & I'm sure all those gifts will hold to spring. If it's perishable, just set it on the floor in back room & I'm sure it'll stay frozen.
I do not like cold, at least not to any discernible level over hot. I prefer a nice middle ground, extremes are just a drag. I know the cold weather is necessary. It resets everything. It lets the plants rest & bugs die off. I still don't like it. Let me eat up, stock up, pile on the blankets & turn off the lights, cause I ready to sleep until at least March, maybe April.
Getting out of bed in the winter is act of utter betrayal & cruelty to one's body. You are in your nice toasty place & have to leave it for the frozen level of hell your home has given refuge to for the season. Which is worse, the cold floor, the cold keyboards or the cold toilet seat? You take your pick. And, all of this is on the inside.
If you venture out in the bitterness, you face ice, snow or sleet (that non-committal stuff). Icy weather is never good & just because winter is gone doesn't mean icy weather is, there is always hail. Outdoors leads to slippage, either on your butt or fishtailing across the road.
They say over the hills & through the dales. To hell with that BS, if granny wants to see you tell her to come to you or get Skype, that is if your warm enough to still work the computer. They say cold is good for computers, again BS. I never get blue-screens any other time of the year like I do in the winter. My little Dell hates, repeat hates, the cold. It acts like a person, because the first things to screw up are the peripheral devices & their drivers. You know the computer's fingers & toes. They get frostbite.
Enough for now, my warm bed & cov-covs are calling me.
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