Oh, The Irony

It is a beautiful, beautiful day in Chicago. Sunny, bright blue skies; warm in the sun, cool in the shade; light jacket or a hoodie kind of weather.

In other words, the perfect day to play hooky.

And of course, of the little work I am doing lately, I have deadlines and meetings today.

So I will be basking in the warm sun from the wrong side of the windows, propping them up to bring some of that outside in, and working the day away under a roof, like the rest of the world, save for bike messengers. (Incidentally, today is exactly the type of day where that line of work appeals to me.)