I’m one of those people who easily pick up a chill in the breeze of a Spring day, shiver with the shift of clouds on a Summer afternoon, hug myself a bit on an Autumn bustling day and I am completely miserable in the throes of Winter. I try not to complain or display my displeasure to others, but I have a pension for frigid appendages (including numb hands and feet). Despite this “set back” I…