Seeing:
* not much other than the four walls of my office and my apartment. I’ve been sequestering myself lately to get everything done, and although it’s productive, it’s not terribly exciting to talk about.

Hearing:
* the phone in our office ring off the hook. Not for either one of us naturally, but for the colleague who forwarded her calls to our line while she’s away. Playing someone’s secretary is not my idea of fun. Can anyone please tell me why office telephones at a major university do not include voicemail??

Tasting:
* a Ritter chocolate bar to get me over the edge between work and a late dinner.

Feeling:
* slippery ice beneath my feet. I swear, I’ve almost broken my neck about a hundred times on the frozen-solid sidewalks and have personally heard the stories of at least three people who have broken bones in the last few weeks. Two months later, it’s getting old, let me tell you.

Smelling:
* none of my favorite smells, unfortunately.

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Although my post today sounds kind of crabby, Five Senses Friday is actually fun!  Take a peak over at abby try again if you’re interested in joining in.