I’m pretty much always cold. My hands, feet, nose – always cold. Even in summer. Gerhard used to joke that I didn’t obey the second law of thermodynamics, since I was colder than my surroundings. At work, I moved my desk so I could practically sit on the heater. Plus, I never sit like normal people sit. My legs/feet are almost always curled up under me somehow, and I don’t sit still. Clearly, a heated footrest would help both of these problems, and so I asked for one for Christmas. Logan, being excited about it, and knowing that I would derive great utility from it in the few weeks yet before then, got me one, and I got an early Christmas present yesterday. Seriously, this thing is great. On the footrest setting, it uses about 50W of power, and my feet are so much more comfortable. I have toasty toes! Now, if only they had heated keyboards and mice, we’d be getting somewhere. 
In other news. I finally finished Anna Karenina last night. Oof. Now I can start reading something else!
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You could try fingerless gloves with those single-use heating pouches tucked inside.
Yay for warmth!
I think I’ll reserve that for when I get desperate. Logan tells me that there are heated mice now, though…