There is no other place our Grandma would rather be than at her home next to the fireplace, and you can find her just sipping her green tea.
This woman enjoys the heat.
If my friends and I are at our place, the road stops at a hotel, motel or wherever you can find her blasting the dial temperature controls to a minimum of seventy five degrees. As she got older she got colder and with that growing coldness, the temperature control heat settings kept increasing. So basically each year that she aged, the temperature increased by 1 degree. Basically, when she hits 90, that will be the temperature of the room she will be sitting in. I for sure can’t be in the same room as her if that happens. I’m struggling now and it’s set to 74 degrees. I barely handle it now, although I will endure and deal with it since she is our Grandmother. The main problem is sometimes I stay the evening and a neighbor comes with myself and others and my friends and I just play cards with her, every neighbor gets a little emotional due to the heat and wants to leave. Honestly, I can hardly blame them. If I wasn’t used to it and if this wasn’t our Grandma, I’d be honestly emotional about the whole thing as well, when she sits in her easy chair in front of the fireplace she just sips her tea, hums some tunes and smiles. I appreciate that she is very comfortable and enjoying her time in front of the fireplace. At times she falls asleep in her chair when I’m over and I’ll throw in a couple of logs to keep the fire alive. I love seeing her cheerful.