In Buffalo, it's a seven-month endeavor.
I hate it.
From October to April, I am shivering in our dank little apartment. I swear, it is colder inside than it is outside, and because of the horrible insulation, our heating bill in the winter is, to say the least, outrageous.
Ryan and I have been bundled up in our bedroom this week. We crank the little space heater, put on our heavy sweatshirts, and study/grade papers with a mug of hot cocoa nearby.
And it's only October 3rd. Will I last until May when it warms up again?
There are no guarantees!!