Brrr! Have I mentioned how much I love my radiator heat? Granted, I keep it pretty cool in the house, but when I do turn that boiler on…oh how it rumbles and whistles! In the meantime, I’ll just clutch my mug of tea. Which, by the way, totally takes me back to my attic-dwelling days of cold graduate school apartments. I can’t tell you how many papers I’ve written wearing a hat, scarf, and study vest. Come to think of it, I’ve been kind of chilly all day. In a meeting this afternoon a colleague told me I should get those fingerless gloves like Bartleby the Scrivener.
But I prefer not to.