After the UML commencement events over the weekend, my drive downtown was nearly deserted today. Light traffic volume, a string of green lights, minimal a**holery from other drivers. Amazing. This was followed by finding a convenient parking spot on the third level of the garage, despite the entire basement level being closed. It’s the way commutes should be.
The climate du jour, on the other hand, was not the way it should be. I was dressed in a spring-weight sweater with cropped pants with booties that exposed the ankles a bit. Before leaving for the office, I decided to grab a jacket. A survey of the suit jackets in the closet led to nothing that coordinated. The final choice was a down-filled short jacket from the coat closet. The color worked perfectly with the pants. I felt a little stupid wearing a sweater and a down jacket in late May, but I hate being cold even more, so I went with it. It was chilly outside, but I figured it would warm up.
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A rose blooms in Lowell, 5-21-25. |
Inside the office, it was also chilly. The A/C, over which we have next to no control, was blowing Artic level air. The down jacket remained on most of the day, supplemented by a blanket over my lap and legs. In late May. Indoors. It wasn’t just me. One colleague kept her leather coat on all day, another wore a fleece jacket, and two of the guys were wearing thermal vests. It seemed more like February than May.
Knowing the A/C couldn't be turned off, I boosted the temperature setting to 80 in an attempt to at least reduce the volume of cold air intruding in our space. It didn’t seem to help and the frigid air continued to circulate. I imagined my blood turning to slush.
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Kitty sleeping in a window. |
I broke stride for a couple seconds to look in the windows of Lazy Cat Café as I passed. Juggling the boxes, I snapped a couple quick photos of the resident tuxedo cat asleep in a kitty sized chair in one of the windows. The reflections are always a challenge with that building, and it almost looks like the cat is sleeping peacefully in the middle of the street.
The car seat felt wonderful. The heater blew warm. It was a big improvement. Control is a wonderful thing. At home, changed into fuzzy fleece lounging pants and a sweatshirt, I realized I had a sore throat. More exactly, just on one side. Ugh. Could it be from freezing all day? I don’t know. At least I wasn't freezing.
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Kiki, the adorable but not snuggly cat. |
After feeling cold all day and later enjoying a sore throat, it will be an early night snuggled in bed under several blankets with a book. If only Kiki was a snuggly comfort kitty, we could create the perfect tableau of domestic tranquility. Maybe someday. I haven't given up. It's only been 15 months. We have time.