Because we don't live in times where we can all have a fireplace in our rooms, and because much of my time is spent at my desk in my room, I rely on this little guy to keep the feeling in my fingers and toes.
Oh, how I love him so.
I curl around him nearly every day, leave him at full blast till my room is ridiculously warm (only realized when stepping outside of the room), and only sometimes do I forget to turn you off at night and wake up in a sweat.
So, what I am really trying to say is thanks. Thanks for the warmth and good times. I hope you never leave my life.
oh i have one too...well its not warmth its nice cool air and i love it!
ReplyDeleteHaha I am obsessed with my heater. It is seriously my favorite thing in the world. How cold is it there?
ReplyDeleteThis is too funny! I do that all the time too but with the ceiling fan and I wake up freezing!
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