My roommates are baffled at how much time I spend in the basement of our rental house! However, on cold days love we’ve been having recently, it is the perfect little sanctuary. Our apartment has a finished basement, with its own kitchen and powder room. So if you can get past the giant spiders, it also maintains the perfect temperature all year round. While the basement has its own thermostat for the oil boiler, I rarely need to turn it on. This is because the basement has its own fascinating manner of staying warm no matter how cold it gets outside. I suppose it’s because it has almost no windows, whatever the case, the basement hangs onto the warm air from out oil boiler and never lets it go. When it is entirely bad, I turn the central furnace on for a half hour at most, then, right away, I turn it off. In that short span of time, it can make the thermostat climb all the way to 70, which is more than warm enough for me. I don’t need to bury myself under a bunch of blankets, or anything to keep off the Winter chill. When I get sick of freezing my butt off upstairs, I can go down to the basement to get lost in a book or get some writing done. I never thought I would find myself being comfortable in a basement–I’m so used to them being musty or gross–but this finished room has me changing my tune… Plus, it saves me from needing to turn up the thermostat.