I live in Chicago, IL. At 6:30 am, my alarm sounds, I roll out of bed, check my email, check my voicemail, unload my dishwasher, squeeze on heels, fill my car with gas and prepare to battle my way through snow or construction to sit behind a desk, inside for most of my day. My job is interesting. My city is filled with fun places and new people. But somehow, between remembering online passwords for paying bills and sales data …