I have never been so cold in my entire life. I have a small electric heater..but the ten foot ceilings make even my small office hard to heat. My part of the building is not heated. Our weather has been cold..with highs barely 60 degrees. The first day I wore my hooded sweatshirt all day long..and my snow boots.
Some brave souls have been by to visit the Historical Museum. They say “It is so cold in here, how do you stand it?” In my opinion they should not be open yet…but what do I know. I know that if I keep moving, I stay warm..it is when I sit still that I get cold.
The Art Museum upstairs has some heat for their fine art collections. Their heat does not make it to my level or to the basement..or to the dungeon that is a half a flight of stairs below the basement. I have not been upstairs to the Art Museum yet.
It is a historical old building, it is on the list. I can hear the sounds of the Art Directors high heels as she walks back and forth upstairs. Click, click, and then many clicks in rapid succession. My snow boots are silent compared to her stiletto heels.
I finally got my computer desk organized. I don’t have ink for the printer but I have a nice view out the window. I miss my desk at home..my slide out keyboard, my large monitor..my telephone that I can retrieve messages from..I am still searching for the manual for their answering machine. There are five telephones in the building.. what fun for me. Three computers, two printers, a microfiche machine..and a security camera.
If it is warmer outside than inside..one of those benches is where I have my lunch:)