My undying need for warmth

Doesn’t matter if it’s 9 degrees or 90 degrees outside, if I’m not warm I’m not comfortable. So it shouldn’t come as a surprise that I’m obsessed with hand warmers! I buy them all winter and then stash them away in my room.

I thought I was out, which is nearly impossible unless it’s July. But while cleaning my room I came across a whole bunch of them!

I think they were invented to go in mittens. But why stop there? I’ve been known to stick ’em in my boots, front pants’ pockets, sweat shirt pockets, sweatshirt sleeves, coat pockets, gloves / mittens, and an extra one in my sweatshirt. Because I was a little chilly on a boat trip. I was also sitting next to the heater :)

18 hours of free heat? That I don’t have to work for? At all? What’s bad?!

I’ll tell you what’s bad. Falling asleep with them in your pockets. You get burned!

No, seriously, they will burn you. There’s warning labels on them. But I think waking up with a few red splotches is totally worth a toasty night’s sleep.


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Hello, I’m Kerry! Maker. Sewist. Fan of all things bright.

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