Why so cold?

Dude.
Why is it, in the summer when I'm dying of heat, 62 is a fantastic temperature to have the house set at. Then come winter, when it's frigging cold outside, 62 has my lips turning blue? Seriously. It makes no sense to me. I'm sitting here wanting to pile on clothing and drink hot coffee because it's so damn cold. But the temperature of the house shouldn't have changed any.

This cold isn't helping me any. I just want to curl up in bed to keep warm, but when I'm there, I get so comfy I want to sleep. Which isn't going to help me with wanting to finish setting up my story for NNWM. I have a lot left to do. Apparently they suggest making an outline. Which would be great if I actually knew where I was going with the story. I mean, I have the start and the end, it's the path between that's not focused. And I've learned with my Cs, that planning the center isn't always smart. They change things on me.

Speaking of, I think I finally figured out my main character for my NaNoWriMo story. I was having issues with her name. She apparently didn't like anything I picked, but last night we came to an agreement on "Annemarie Jacobs". I even got her talking about herself, something I hadn't been able to do. I think this is going to work well. Peacemaker and her should get along fine.

 I think when Bug goes down for her nap, I'm going to try editing my wetpaint site and get everyone that's going to be in the book together, and lay out information about them. Probably do a C sheet for them, since I'll have to have which Gifts everyone has in the event they use them.

I'm going to be very unhappy if Annemarie turns out to know more about W:tA than I do. Which sadly, isn't impossible. >.<