Brrr...

The sun may be shining and spring may be in the air, but judging by my clothing, you would never be able to tell. While I would love to trot out my spring dresses and short-sleeve shirts, I dare not in fear I will emerge from the office covered in ice. Instead, I come to work dressed in layers, never quite sure how many will be needed to fend off the piercing Arctic chill of the air conditioner. My wardrobe has witnessed an explosion in its cardigan population as the need to minimize any amount of bare skin has increased, and I fear what little fashion sense I do possess is eclipsed by the bulky yet practical sweaters I feel compelled to wear. I swear every day I flirt with the prospect of frostbite, and echoes of lectures about hypothermia symptoms resonate in my mind. Why, oh why, must it always be so cold?

Perhaps I exaggerate just a little. However, I know I am not alone in my struggle against the cold. I have seen others bundled up as much as I, some even resorting to mini-heaters (that last as long as they do not trip the circuit). Personally, I am not above hanging out in the stairwell for a few minutes to warm up if necessary. And, I have taken up drinking coffee in the morning just to have something warm to hold. (It helps remove the bluish tinge in my fingers) If it were more socially acceptable, I might even consider jogging a few laps to get the circulation going. Who knew part of the corporate lifestyle was centered on finding innovative ways to keep oneself warm?

Still, somehow I manage to get through the day, and it makes emerging into the sunlight all the more sweet when 5:00 p.m. rolls around. One of the benefits of working in a meat locker, I guess--it certainly enhances one's enjoyment of warmth!