Two

degrees Fahrenheit. That is the high temperature in Chicago today. HIGH temperature. The low is -6. My flight leaves at 1:22 p.m. and packing was much easier than for the last trip I took, one week at my best friend's New England wedding followed by three months in the Middle East. The clothes I am taking, though, consume almost a comparable volume because really when it is two degrees one wouldn't even be wearing enough wool if one were to somehow don a living, breathing, fully-insulating sheep.

Two.