So yesterday was Valentine's Day and I'm in Vancouver, BC visiting a bunch of Canadian companies for school, wishing I was home. I also have hours and hours of schoolwork to fit in between visits and during our limited free time. I've been a bit grumpy because of all this. Yesterday I skipped a networking event with some local MBA students so that I could work on a take home midterm due the morning I return to Seattle. I ran out for lunch and was walking back to the hotel, grumbling in my head about having to sit in a hotel room for the next four hours rather than shop the fabulous Vancouver boutiques. Silently complaining about missing the TMF. I was almost to the hotel entrance when a man parked, got out of his car and was walking toward me, appearing to be on his way to the gym.

