In a word, no. Not normal. Is it normal for me? In a word, yes. I love being cold. My happiest day of the year is New Year's Day, snuggled up in bed with the snowflakes falling (until you car drivers ruin it for me with your global warming :P) and knowing that dinner on New Year's Day is a fluid thing that can be anywhere between noon and 8pm and that drinking on New Year's Day is also a fluid thing in that it can start before you've even got out of bed. And that the whole thing is basically a chilly, alcoholic, winter wonderland that you can enjoy from bed. Mucho perfecto. Stick some furry animal and a random woman in there and you've described my heaven.
Is it normal that I love being freezing cold?
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In a word, no. Not normal. Is it normal for me? In a word, yes. I love being cold. My happiest day of the year is New Year's Day, snuggled up in bed with the snowflakes falling (until you car drivers ruin it for me with your global warming :P) and knowing that dinner on New Year's Day is a fluid thing that can be anywhere between noon and 8pm and that drinking on New Year's Day is also a fluid thing in that it can start before you've even got out of bed. And that the whole thing is basically a chilly, alcoholic, winter wonderland that you can enjoy from bed. Mucho perfecto. Stick some furry animal and a random woman in there and you've described my heaven.