This time of year always gets me digging out everything that will make me warmer while I work: the space heater, the rubber-soled slippers, the hot water bottle that has its own fleece jacket, all my teapots, and the knit fingerless gloves that my friend Kat gave me for my birthday one year (she told me that they'd prove to be useful when my hands got cold while I was typing).
I've found that these fingerless gloves has many side effects: a.) feeling like a hobo, b.) continually punching the air while singing "Eye of the Tiger," c.) jazz hands, and d.) weird self-portraits using my webcam.
Further confession: did you notice that I absolutely can't stand wearing my wedding ring when I'm typing? I also can't stand wearing a watch while I'm working. But, for some reason, fingerless gloves and hats are a-okay.