The closest experience to hanging out in an igloo that I've ever had was once when my brother and I built a fort in the snow. That is, until last weekend. After moving back into the "Treehouse" (the name my roommates and I have given our on-campus house) and getting all situated, it wasn't long before we noticed a draft of cool air flowing through the house. Checking the thermostat, we saw that the household temperature was at 62 degrees. We also noticed that the air vents were only producing a little puff of warm air. Oh great, we thought. Just in time for this cold weather! We called our RA and informed her that something was wrong with our heater, and she called for reinforcements. However, since it was a Friday night, no real help could come until the following Monday. My housemates and I then did the only logical thing to do in this situation...we threw a sleepover! We pulled out our blankets and pillows into the living room and made a cozy little space. We dressed in layers of sweatshirts and socks, and were sure to wear our gloves and earmuffs. As the night progressed, the temperature of the house seemed to be dropping more. Thank goodness for some great movies to help distract us!
A couple days later, Rockhurst Security brought us over a couple space heaters, which did wonders! Thank goodness for their help! The temperature of our house steadily increased, and we became brave enough to lose a few of the layers we had piled on. We are currently back in business with a fixed heater and a warm house. We're so lucky to have an RA who takes such great care of us!
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