It's cold outside. I mean it. It's the kind of cold that burns your lungs the second you draw breath. As a result, I'm hunkered down on the couch watching Mrs. Doubtfire with the pugs. Even though the heater is chugging along, an old house has lots of drafts, and it fails to reach "cozy", let alone passably warm, in here. The term "Cabin Fever" comes to mind.
So to quell the boredom I did another room tour, this time the living room. I should note that though I'm bored and cold, I've been seriously procrastinating on the housework. So the living room might look extra "lived in".