Sleepless nights because...

Last night... was the epitome of cold.

I wore two pants (one was fleece), three long sleeves and a sweatshirt, a beanie, a thick pair of socks...


Then, I had three blankets on top of me.


It took 30 min- 45 min to warm my bed.  And then... the most horrible thing happened.



I had to pee.




At first, it wasn't so bad.  I thought I could wait til morning, but after another 30 minutes or so, I decided that I just needed to go.  After counting down from three, I rushed out of bed, tried to cover my bed up again to prevent excessive heat-loss, ran to the bathroom, and ran back, only to find that my bed was as cold as it was before I even jumped in the first time!

It took another 30 min or so to warm it up... but for some reason, this time around, my toes would not get warm -- :(

Usually, I wake up with warm toes, but the next morning, my whole feet were frozen!!! Inside my socks!

I didn't want to buy a heater, but today just did it.  Mallorie and I made up our stingy minds to invest in little heaters.  (It's not really investing for Americans, but it's worth a whole day's work for a cheap laborer here in Botswana)

Experiencing this cold described poverty to me on a totally new level.  

My new best friend.