About an hour after I got there, I was standing at the far left end of our table when I felt it getting warmer. I looked up, and the sun was at exactly the right angle to come through the skylight and beam directly on me. The sunlight was bad enough, but suddenly I felt a hot flash (that dreaded middle-aged female scourge) coming on, and I started to sweat. My hair is getting long and covers my neck, which didn't help. I was experiencing a perfect storm of heat, except there wasn't anything "perfect" about it.
If I hadn't been in a public place, I would have seriously thought about taking the rapper Nelly's advice:
Its gettin hot in here
So take off all your clothes
That wasn't an option, though. As I stood there feeling miserable, I figured out I that if the sun's angle made the light appear in my area, it would eventually disappear. For the next 20 minutes I inched down the table, staying in the area just ahead of the sun. By the time I reached the far end, the first part was back in the shade, and I was able to move back to my original spot. Problem solved.