Was beginning to feel cranky, as we are a department absent and taking gazillions of phone messages and interruptions grate on my nerves. Only little grates. Micro grates. Like for nutmeg, ey? But I am saved by someone writing something quite sigh-worthy read during a brief calm and I feel better again, though wish I could grab the words and snuggle them close like a blanket under my desk and snooze like wot I do with my cats on chill weekend afternoons.
I think I might make a run to the cafe for hot chocolate later.
It's only a top of 27 degrees (81 fahrenheit) today and I am a little cold.