The blustery winds howl outside as they carry the snow and temperatures to freezing. I look outside the window and a chill goes up my spine. After last winter, I am not a fan of the cold. In fact, we've become bitter enemies.
Last year was a really cold winter. At times the temperatures was far below zero. Because of the change in my job situation, I had to be out there, in the cold, freezing. A few times I was out there for more than 16 hours. The cold had become my nemesis. There's nothing I could do about it then.
The previous years, I never really had to work in the cold like that. I could always return to the warmth of my inner sanctum and warm the chill that tried to invade my bones. Most of the time, the wife and I had an opportunity to run away from the cold winters of Chicago and enjoy the heart of the tropics. A week away in the sun with an abundance of food cured many of our winter blues. This year we haven't had such luck this winter. We're here with the winter blues and the gray, snowy skies.
Even though I was born in the winter, I am not a winter wonderland enthusiast. After last year, I am definately looking to move to a warmer climate. No place is perfect I'm sure, but with living in Chicago in the winter, I might as well as move to Siberia! I don't want any more snow, not even for a white Christmas.
With our new addition, I wonder what will our travels be like once the earth has once again revolved around the sun. Our little girl, Arianna, is our sunshine during this blistery winter. We're going to get her a passport and she'll be jet setting at an early age. Both the wife and I look forward to these times to come. I'm sure it'll be a blast.
Even though I can't see that far in this blizzard outside, I'm looking forward to all the warmth and love of the future.
