Into the wild blue yonder
It's Wednesday and my home area has finally reached the point where we can no longer see our breath. Unusual here in Kentucky to have temps so cold throughout the day, but, well, weather ain't what it used to be... I think I mentioned here that my current position requires consistent travel, and most of it is by car. However, I'm traveling to the furthest edge of my assigned territory next week and it's really too far to drive. So I'm flying. It's been about a year since I flew regularly for work. Have been on flights twice for leisure and family occasions since then, but this is very much the hurry-up-and-get-there-because-we-have-things -to-do travel. On top of that, I'm flying through Chicago's O'Hare International Airport, one of my least favorite intermediate destinations. But that's a connection, not my final destination. Truth be told, I love Chicago. Probably not as much as New York, but I'm really fond of that city. So...