I’ve become a train sleeper. I could never sleep on public transportation before, but I’m just too exhausted not to in recent weeks. I hate it though. I hate that my head falls quickly into my chest and wakes me up, that I think that I’ve made funny noises in front of other passengers when having odd little dreams, and I hate the feeling of panic worried that I’ve missed my station. But luckily I never have.
And the consolation for train sleeping (like on the way home today) and having to get up at 5:30 this morning – it’s only for 3 more days! Wahoo!!!!!!!!!!
Going to be a bit of a stressful weekend trying to get everything and everyone over there, but I am really looking forward to it. It’s going to be really exciting to be reunited with all our stuff from the UK, in storage for 4 months, and all my stuff that I left in Canada when I moved there, in storage in my parents’ basement and garage for 4.5 years.
I just discovered I have crusty food in my hair. Thanks Oliver. I have to go clean up now.