One would never believe that I spent most of my life north of the Mason-Dixon line. Now in my declining years, I can not tolerate the cold without whining. 2 nights ago, I put 3 quilts on the bed but found that the weight of the quilts made it hard to move. Last night I pulled the third quilt down a little so it only was on my legs and feet-much better. Henry the under the covers cat stayed close to keep warm. Hopefully this cold spell won't last too long.