I sat outside in the sunshine with my computer this morning. The sun was so bright that I had to cover my computer with my jean jacket to keep it from roasting and to try to make the screen visible. I may or may not have spent significant time with my face in a little tunnel of jean jacket around the screen.
I think I picked up a sunburn.
Skin cancer, yes, I know.
Where I used to work when I first moved here, there was a cartoon cut out and pinned on a bulletin board in a public space that went like this:
First square: guy says, "I need a good sunblock."
Second square: other guy hands him a booklet.
Third square: #1 says, "What is this?" #2 says, "A map to [State of Happiness]."
I don't think I've ever been as pale as I've been since I moved to State of Happiness. It is not a coincidence that I sit in front of my happy light 12 months out of the year here. Even in the summer, when the sun does shine most days, it doesn't warm up until 5 pm, and by then the sun is not that strong.
That, and I seem to have picked a career that keeps a person inside all day year round.
Oh, law. Ruining everything all over again.
The good news is that I don't get enough sunshine to get skin cancer, probably, unless I already have it from years near the Equator/in the Midwestern US.
The bad news is that I will forever be low on Vitamin D.