I Fear!

Several years ago, after a particularly stupid stunt that I can only claim insanity as a defense against, a friend asked me if I am afraid of anything.

Finally, after much thought and contemplation (and a little feeling of being left out since fear is so en vogue now). I have finally found my fear:

Cold or cold things- Frigophobia.
Cold: extreme, ice or frost- Cryophobia.
Cold- Cheimaphobia, Cheimatophobia, Psychrophobia or Psychropophobia.

I don't know which one is most accurate, but I packed my own blanket to go to Utah. I have wool socks, thermal socks, thermal shirts (yes, more than one), thermal pants (and no, I did not sneak those out of the lady's cart at Wal Mart, although I was tempted to), a coat, mittens- 3 pair, hand warmers, and a cap which I will never wear, but have it just in case.

Finally, a paranoia to call my own. Yay!