My office is an ice box. I used to have a space heater under my desk to combat the frigid temps, but lately every time I turn it on it fills the air of a burning smell and the woman in the cubicle next to mine has to state out loud "I smell something burning." She is loud in general. One of those people who is bothered by silence. If it is quiet in our area for too long, she has to say something. In any event, I hate cold temperatures. If I could live in a constant state of 85 degrees and sunny I would be so at ease. In the simplest terms, being cold makes me angry. I was so angry I started complaining out loud about things I usually only complain to myself. For example, the fact that my company is having a 50th anniversary gala and only upper management and their spouses are invited. "Upper management" includes summer associates who have only worked for the firm for 3 months in the summer, not support staff that have busted their asses for years, and spouses that contributed absolutely nothing to the firm. The office was cold, my heater is busted, I was wearing a skirt and I was pissed.
But I think I'm pretty self-aware sometimes and when I get angry I don't like to wallow, especially when that wallowing is making other people miserable. So I told myself, to stop bitching and be happy.
How do I become happy? I Googled "How to be happy" and the results were a bunch of self-help crap that has been spewed for centuries. I'm learning to swim, so I decided I'd go practice after work to clear my head. 30 minutes in the pool, 10 minutes in the sauna, an hour and a half of Orange is the New Black, and I felt much better.
Tomorrow I'm wearing pants to work.
