I didn’t want to do it, but I had to. Try as I might to have avoided it, I had to bring out my winter gloves for my 1-mile walk to work this morning for the first time this fall.  Temperatures were not all that cold, only in the upper 30’s at 2:00 a.m. but one of the side effects of one of the chemotherapy drugs I had to take last year causes my fingers to get numb when temperatures get below 40 degrees. It’s annoying but the fact that I’m still here, getting to do what I love each day makes the inconvenience worth it.  Numb fingers wouldn’t be such a big deal if I didn’t need to read with them at work but so it goes. There are probably things one could complain about, but if having to wear gloves weeks before the start of winter is the best I can do, I guess I still live a very charmed life. That’s the way I see it…