Happy at home, happy at work. I didn't see any of this coming, but that is when it usually does.
L keeps pointing out the little noises I have been making when puttering around. She finds them a little annoying; cute, but a little annoying.
I have noticed that I have been doing it at work as well, walking around the stacks 'beep-booping' or 'dee-doo dooing' to myself with a little wry smile on my face.
Music in my head, I guess. Much better than grim thoughts and worries.
Much better.
