I haven’t been motivated much to work this week. Last week’s board meeting was draining.
I have enjoyed the courses on non-profit work, board etiquette and fundraising. But this week I’ve been reading and listening to music instead. Plus it’s damned cold out.
But I love feeling the cold on my skin. It’s 30 degrees outside and I just walked to the coffee shop with no jacket, a baseball cap, and scarf on. It was brisk and windy and I loved every second of it. My ears getting chilly, the cold air on my cheeks, knuckles getting white, and a giant smile on my face.
Chalk it under “one more reason I belong in the north.” Aside from needing to see four seasons in the environment, I like the cold.
