Turtle Necks

What a day. What a day it has been.

I dressed super warm today in my seemingly cozy, black turtle neck and black slacks thinking that when I stepped outside the cold winter air would immediately drive me back to my warm bed. But to my surprise when I opened my old screechy door it was warm and humid and well, yuck. It has left me battling the girls all day over the air conditioner settings at the office.

Part of the luxury of working for a small business is that WE control the AC. Can I get an amen? I was so hot today that I kept turning the corner outside my office to turn the air down to 71 and every time I did, well, the AC was oddly at 77. Finally, I caught on. One sneaky smirk from Holly's desk and I knew what her and Kari were up to. Oh how they complained, in between their laughter, about how they work right next to the windows and how cold it gets...blah, blah, blah. Well, you know what I say to that, "AT LEAST YOU HAVE A WINDOW!" I eventually threatened to work in my bra. And while this seems so highly unprofessional, I was seriously contemplating it. I felt all hot and bothered by the neck of my itchy sweater and I just wanted it off! Luckily Holly remembered we have a whole stash of MBF t-shirts and so, I spared the girls from having to watch me answer my client calls in my delicates.

This afternoon, oh about 10 minutes ago, I took Enzo out to his favorite spot down by the ducky pond, as my old co-worker, Kala, used to call it. And it started to downpour on the two of us. And not just a little drizzle either. We are talking about full-on Tsunami type rains...wait, we need an ocean for that. But you get the picture. We ran up the giant hill back to the office (kicking my slippery shoes off) and I could not help but giggle, out loud even. Oh, the sight of us. I suppose that my God would have giggled with me too in that moment.

Sigh...back to the rat race, people. Phones to answer, emails to deliver, nannies to place, processes to expedite and fires to extinguish. All in a days work. With no windows. But all the more, a man can do nothing better than to eat and drink and find satisfaction in his work. This too, I see, is from the hand of God…