I slept for twelve hours on a work night.

I needed the sleep or at least my body told me that when I was falling asleep at my desk last night. I think it was a mixture of allergies and a few unintentional late nights.

So when I woke up this morning all I can think of is how I wasted my evening last night by going to bed at 7:15pm. I didn't eat supper, I didn't read, I didn't write, and I didn't get some much needed cleaning done. I did start laundry but forgot to put half the load in the dryer (but that is why I have in suite laundry).

So tonight will I play catch up on all the things I missed or will my body tell me to call it quits early again?

My preggers little sister is visiting for the week. Now I'm not the only one in the family with a big stomach.

Jason Walsh at Fresh Cup in Sidney
It has been a busy few days.

-Dine Around with Rozie and Shayne.
-Jason played in Sidney tonight.
-My sister gets in for a visit tomorrow.

And I've been making decisions about where I want to be eventually. We will see how things pan out. I hope to write a proper blog tomorrow.

I'm in the liquor store buying beer (surprise!) and a girl I can't place walks by me. She gives me that knowing smile which I return and I'm off to pay for my purchase. I can't figure out where I know her from and this really bugs me because she is a good looking lady.

I finish paying for my beer and walk past her at another cashier being ID'd and I figure it out. She is one of the waitresses at the coffee shop I go to everyday before work.

I always find it so weird seeing people I see everyday at their work outside of their work. Be it at the liquor store, a restaurant, for a stroll by the ocean, or even weirder at the bar. They should be cooped up in that cramped farm bakery serving coffee and fresh baked goodies 24/7 not out in the real world.

I really started thinking about it as I was driving home. I started to think about how she knows lots about me. She knows I don't eat meat, the company I work for, what I order in the morning. I don't even know her name. She knows mine.

But I think the worst part is now I know something about her now and that is she has terrible taste in beer.