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I usually keep my house cool because I like snuggling under a thick blanket and because it saves energy.  But today, my cat Stella is sleeping on the blanket I keep in the living room to snuggle under, so I have been sitting here with a sweater over my feet feeling slightly cold and trying to muster up the executive function to get up and dig another blanket out of the hall closet.

Then I realized: I am sitting on a blanket right now.  The one that I always keep on the couch to keep Stella from damaging the upholstery when she kneads.  I can just flip the edge of it over my feet and be fine.

Wow, if I had noticed this an hour ago, I would have had a MUCH more pleasant afternoon.