The office is cold this morning, leftovers from last night. Not terribly, but to (childishly) prove a point I left the thermostat off on the A/C, and no one has bothered to touch either of them, but bitch? Whoo.
Everyone has a comment, but not a hand touches a thermostat. Man's work?
I'm enjoying it, me. I was standing in front of the smaller window in my office sorting papers and the morning light was pouring in over my work. I hadn't noticed it at first but after a few moments I realized just how much I was enjoying the simple pleasure of that warmth on my arms and face. Not the overpowering, sweaty heat of mid summer but a gentle carress of warmth, like holding hands.
Simple pleasures at work. Who would have seen THAT coming?