Outdoor Addict

When I stared up my jeep to go to work, it was 0.3 degrees.  There is no way I was riding my bike.  As I sit here in my house, with 2 sweatshirts on, watching my heating bill sky rocket, I wonder to myself why I live in New England.  I am not a huge fan of the cold, so somewhere like Virgina would be great.  Not such a horrible winter, but still a change of seasons unlike Florida.  I am certainly in the wrong state.  Unfortunately my boss likes snowboarding and winter to much to move the business.  Guess there is nothing I can do but put my 2 sweatshirts and down jacket on and start my jeep up 10 minutes before I go anywhere.