Today is a snowy day in Chicago. It’s also a busy one – meetings scheduled wake to sleep, a not-quite-clean house that’s about to be put on the market, and a full mug of coffee to take it all on. This is one of those “holed up in my office” days I mentioned in my last post and I take comfort in the familiar.
Of course, I do this all while slowly experiencing a horror that many who look like me must suffer after a brilliant winter getaway to a tropical paradise – a slowly dying tan. Just three weeks ago I was in almost the exact opposite situation as I am now. It was roughly 80 degrees warmer, I had absolutely no access to wifi and instead of being at my computer I was sitting on a teak balcony overlooking an aqua-blue ocean.