I hate to admit I’m a real book nerd. Anytime I’ve got a spare moment, I get a book and try to just read a couple pages. I accomplish this on my lunch break, when I’m stuck in standstill traffic, and when I take the subway. On Saturdays, after I make a pot of tea, I want to kick back on the recliner with my book. It really gets cold where I live life, so this is a wonderful tactic to escape the snow i think. I grab my tea, then start my heater, and start my reading. If I didn’t employ a great heater in my residence, I don’t know what I’d do because I am pretty dependent upon it. When it snows, I can’t stand to go outdoors, so I require a warm retreat where I can feel comfortable and relaxed. I have been residing in this part of the country for countless years now, so I have gotten completely acclimated to staying indoors when the temperatures dropped to the teens. I don’t mind at all that I’m trapped inside for a significant period of the year because I love books so much, and I don’t feel like I’m missing out on much. I think I was made to live in this area because I am able to locate ways to keep myself busy indoors. A ton of my pals would complain because they like spending time out with nature and doing outdoor stuff, but I am simply not that types of person. I’m extremely introverted, and assuming that I have a heater that works when participating in my home, I don’t think I will be complaining about much of all sorts of things.