When I was a kid, I thought my mom just loved sleeping with the window wide open in the winter. I used to tease her about how “weird” it was that she didn’t mind freezing at night.
She passed away recently, and as I was cleaning out her room, I finally noticed… her radiator didn’t even work. Ours in the other rooms did. She never fixed it, never complained.
Instead, she just pretended she liked the cold so we could have the only working radiator in the house.