It is cold in LA. Well, duh natives say or maybe it’s just me saying it to myself. It shouldn’t bother me, but it does. I used to live in a place that could get to -20 and that was just the air temperature. I worked on my blog until 2 in the morning (Saturday night). I was not able to get to sleep due to my feet cold and achy muscles due to weightlifting a few days ago. On top of that, my sinuses have been taking my head and eyes hostage. My eyes don’t see right and as I look at the screen right now it is a little blurry. The thing is it took me two hours to fall asleep and then I didn’t get a good night’s rest. I woke up with guess what? Cold feet. They still are cold. I’m about to stick them in a pot of hot water although a shower seems to be the better choice. I never thought I would be this chilly living in LA when I moved here in late 2006. So much for stereotypes because I learned a long time ago that “sunny California” does not exist all the time especially right now. Good thing I can always put on my partly wool socks and whatever else material used to warm up my feet.