It doesn't get better than this! Woolly socks, cup of coffee, no aggravating colleagues, who whistle the "Banana Splits" through their teeth all day, (I did nearly commit colleague-icide, in that instance.....6 hours a day....like some form of 'Pop Tourettes')....
Just you and work!
I do wonder, that if there was a cave near by, would I be putting in an offer on it? I think I may have underlying hermitting instincts?!
My father is the same? Should I fight it? Or just accept the fact that sometimes...occasionally....quite often...."I vant to be alooooooooone"!
Drama laaaaaa, that I am? I don't think it is an anti social thing, I am actually quite a social creature, I think it is more that I really like silence. My brain seems to function better in it, no music while working, no mates to sit in the library and whisper to, no TV in the back ground. Just peaceful silence!
"you in the back row - SHHHHHHHHHHH!"
(hee hee haha)