I've been going to bed at 1am consistently for the last seven weeks and tonight I went at 9:30pm because I'm back to work at 6am. Between a different schedule that I failed to plan for (although I could catch the last 17 minutes of Golden Girls) and the wicked lightening storm outside, I am w-I-d-e awake!
Pity the dude who is trying to get to Purto Vallarta tomorrow and I send him to Prince George (although I'm sure it's lovely there too!).
And of course it's too late to take another sleeping pill. Really...what could go wrong in seven short hours at work?
Pity the dude who is trying to get to Purto Vallarta tomorrow and I send him to Prince George (although I'm sure it's lovely there too!).
And of course it's too late to take another sleeping pill. Really...what could go wrong in seven short hours at work?
