Because I don't know how anyone survived when it was -24 wind chill livin' out on the prairie in a log house. I might add, I'm grateful I can control the heat of each room of my apartment independently. That means I can crank up the heat in the bathroom before I take a shower.
And I love love LOVE my electric blanket.
It's a bitterly cold night, which I can hear via the sharp cracks the wooden decks make (and are so loud they make me jump every time) in the bitter cold. I'm grateful I'm on my way to curl up in warmth under an electric blanket with a kitty snuggled up to my feet, keeping them warm.