Sometimes during the winter I look outside to the cold, gray Ohio sky and say to myself, "Screw it, I'm moving to Florida where it's warm."
And then I go back about my business, because I know that we're not moving anywhere.
At least this week, I do get to go to Florida for a couple days. I have a trade show in Miami, I leave tomorrow around noon. Right now it's like eleven degrees outside. Will I miss my family while I am gone? You bet. Am I eager to go and feel the warm Miami sun? You bet. Am I hoping my wife doesn't get jealous when she reads this? You bet!
Last year I took her down there with me, and we had a great time. This year I'm working for a different company, and I'll be there with different people, so I'm going solo.
I'm also expecting the show to be a practical ghost town, what with the economy the way it is. A couple days of warmth, then I'll be home Friday night, and stuck in Ohio for the rest of the winter.