My fear of cold

I don't like cold things. I don't like to touch cold things like a carton of ice cream. I don't like ice in my drinks. Iced tea is the exception. I am southern after all. If I visualize an ice cube, I will get chill bumps. See like I have now. I don't know where this dislike comes from. I do have a tooth sensitivity to cold, but that doesn't explain my tactile aversion to cold. When I used to live in apartments, the first thing I would do is take out the ice trays. I knew I would never use them and I liked having the extra space in the freezer anyway. Drinks get cold enough in the fridge part for me. I won't get in the ocean unless the water is at least 75 degrees. I am the first person to get chilly in a draft. My husband and I don't turn on the A/C until around June mostly because we are cheap buy also because I don't get that hot. I try to rationalize my dislike as just a mental thing, but touching a cold surface hurts. My fingers burn from the cold - an oxymoron I know. So going into another winter is never my favorite time of year. I will bundle up with a hat, scarf, and gloves if the temperature goes below 50. I even have a heated blanket for my car. I envy those with heated seats.