Ice ice baby..

Wish it were a just a glamorous song as opposed to the situation in my office. The temperature has dropped here in Paris this past week. And my office evidently is ancient, for it has no heating! And it's the corner office on the 3rd floor and consequently I am left with teeth chattering and shivering and wearing the hood of my hoodie indoors (no kidding). No wonder I spend so much time in the warmth of the Cleanroom, huh?

Not for long though... Sunny pastures beckon as early as next week!