It's too cold to put my fingers in the clay

There aren't many days during the year that living in a house without central heat/AC becomes full of drama. There are more days in the heat than in the cold that are bad. But this last couple of weeks....? Killing me! It's a cinderblock house, on a concrete slab, and once that gets cold, it remains cold for days. That's part of what makes it bearable in the summer, because it cools off at night and stays reasonable until the sun is directly overhead. But after two nights of 32 or even below - which are rare but have been happening this year - I find myself standing in front of the open refrigerator to get warm. I haven't quite gotten to the point of microwaving mugs of water just to wrap my fingers around (although I have been drinking more tea than usual this winter) and I have ordered a few pairs of long johns and am loooooving them. ANYWAY. My point about all this is that it's really cold in the house today, and it's making me cranky because I'd really rather be making things out of clay. Like this: I've been thinking about fairy doors for a few months now, and now that I have the time to work on them....? I'm too much of a wimp to get my fingers wet in this cold, cold house. So instead I'm in my studio with a space heater, two pairs of socks, and a hat on, alternately painting and holding onto a hot cup of tea. So, my dream about the fairy doors! I want to have them in three sizes, small, medium, and large (also called pixie, faerie, and gnome). I want to have some that are single, and some double (see my prototype photo above). Some will have flowers, some acorns, some musical instruments, some mushrooms, some frogs or turtles. I think I might even make one with a pink flamingo, because Florida. The bases ultimatley (again, above are just prototypes) will be a little larger. While I'm thinking of them in terms of outside, against a tree, they'd also look cute on a shelf of knickknacks. Why does it have to be too cold for me to work on these? I know ceramics is a life lesson for me in terms of patience (don't open the kiln too quickly, everything will break) but this is just ... mean. Thanks, Mother Nature! I know, I'm getting painting done that I wanted to get done. So it's not like NOTHING is getting done around here! I suppose I'm just excited that this is the first week with my new slab roller, and I want to just... make new things. Especially things that have been in my head for a while. Being able to see them, real, is a kind of magic.