… but, sadly, not in a good way.
I won’t go off on an extended rant about my office temperature yet again … just want to point out that our thermostat is set below 70 degrees, yet *mysteriously* it’s a balmy 82 in my office now. {sigh}
I think today will be the first time on record that I leave work early specifically and solely because I can’t take the heat. (Literally speaking, of course.) I’m feeling somewhat better today (my throat no longer feels like the cats have been trying to claw their way up it), but I am still foggy headed, sneezy/wheezy, and feel kinda hot/sweaty/gross.
As for the bothered part, I will just say this: I’m very, very disappointed about an e-mail I got this morning. To me, it represents the passing of an era that once brought me tremendous happiness; the e-mail, to me, indicates that I’ve been holding on far too long to something that was never all that strong anyway. What a shame. I should have known a month ago that this was coming.
Ah, well. C’est la vie. Et tant pis.