Baby, it's cold out there.

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Depending on what thermometer I check, the readings range from below 70 (as low as the one in the kitchen does) to 72.  But it doesn't feel like it.  I had to put my thick robe over all, might add sweat bottoms... my winter wear.  It... I'm almost getting the notion that I will be seeing my breath before long.  Something about this isn't normal.

Now, it could just be... something, something, atmospheric, something, too fast of a change, something, or other.  I don't know.  Or?  Or my body is not doing well.  If you can't keep body temp up, the world does feel cold.  If it's 80 ambient, but you can't stay warm, even that will feel cool... cold.  It doesn't even mean I have to be sick.  I have gone through this before, though not terribly recently.  It is cold enough that my digits have a bit of pain to them from it, and numbness.

I can't tell if it is me or the weather quite yet.  So strange.  Now, this isn't a complaint, just a note.  I like it cold, as you well know if you read here often enough.  The cold is my preference.  Hmm?  Right.

I am preparing some food.  Going back, for a bit, to all meat.  Steak and burger and whatever else I have.  Burger tonight, just patties, with a bit of spice and ketchup.  Later.