Warmth… Why Must It Elude Me?

Allow me to set the scene for you:  I wake up at 7 a.m. to a freezing cold apartment.  The 1950s era heating system has long since needed to be replaced, but since the school is tearing down these apartments in May… why bother.  So, regardless of the fact that I have the thermostat set to 80 F, it remains a chilly 67 F throughout the apartment.  So, I head to class… 15 minute outdoor trip in 20-something degree cold ass weather.  I get to class, very cold, only to find it canceled… so I head back home, another 15 minutes… only to arrive back at my cold apt.  I made this back-and-forth trip to and from the center of campus three times today, one for each class… so thats a total of 90 minutes out in the bare cold.  No worries, I’ll be fine.  9 p.m. rolls around, yey shower time aka time to get warm!  No sir, not today… all I get is freezing cold water!  grrr…  And as I write this, fingers shaking from the cold, I am now off to my bed… the one place that I know will warm me up (thanks to the electric heated mattress cover)…