Last night I was scared of bad guys coming in, but the oven had been leaking fumes. Once husband had fixed the problem, I was more scared of carbon monoxide poisoning than bad guys. Open windows won. I was worried about cold, too, but husband just snuggled me, and soon we were asleep.
And this morning when the new morning air breathed me awake, and the sun lifted my eyelids, I wondered why the windows usually stay closed.
Also, good luck on finals, errbody.