so the last week of my sales rotation landed me in chicago.
chicago. in the middle of november. during the polar vortex that swept through the midwest. with single digit weather and negative wind chills.
i went from 60’s and 70’s to the single digits and negatives. it was what we call a “rough transition”.
my toes were frozen. my fingers were frozen. and worst of all, my nose was frozen. i hate when my nose is frozen.
to cheer my frozen spirits, i visited a good friend from high school for an all day lord of the rings marathon. complete with warm blankets and baileys. and during a candid game of catch phrase, i was even thrilled to learn her favorite color was still purple. thankfully, some things never change.
the rest of my nights for the week were warmed with room service and good books. winter makes me a bit of a hermit.
i love to be outside. i love to enjoy the green plants and warm sunshine. fresh breezes. tree smells. rustling leaves. splashing in water. i would happily spend the whole day outside. in the spring. or summer. or fall.
in the winter? heck no. it is cold. so i sit inside and attempt to combat cabin fever with whatever random activities my frozen brain cells can conjure. mostly reading, baking, knitting, and pinteresting.
except for one day. one very cold day, we ventured out into the midwestern frozen tundra. to indianapolis. yes, indianapolis.
“why?” you ask.
because i wanted to play sardines in an excursion filled with seven grown men.
because i wanted to take a four hour joy ride at five in the morning.
because i wanted a chickfila breakfast sandwich.
because i wanted to visit the leaders of the best wholesalers in indiana.
do you not want to drive four hours at five in the morning on any given tuesday to the outskirts of indianapolis to a wholesalers meeting?
i mean, who wouldn’t?