The dreaded hour. I lie tossing and turning in bed. Waiting for the inevitable.
*CHUG CHUG CHUGG-ugg-g...* - the sound of a tired engine pulling up.
... silence...
*jangle jangle jangle* - the sound of a keychain loaded with a ton of keys.
I brighten my crystal clear MBP screen. 2:57am, it's early.
*SWOOOONK* - the delivery truck's side door slams heavily to the side.
*CHINK CHINK CHINK* - the trolley is heaved to the ground.
*RRRRRRUTTTTT* - the trolley rolls over the pavement to the office next door.
*AAAAARGH* - the sound of me mentally reverberating. "WHHHY MUST YOU PARK OUTSIDE MY WINDOW?!? EVERY DANG MORNING?!?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?"
I put on a shirt, peek out the window. I almost wish I had eggs to pelt at the truckie. M&S eggs are expensive though :P
*RRRRRRUTTTTT* - the trolley rolls back over the pavement to the delivery truck. I hear all the sounds in reverse.
****sigh**** - the surrender of sleep that was never there.
Ever since I got back, I can't sleep until it's 3-4-5am. It's been almost 2 weeks. 2 days ago was a disaster as I stayed up emailing AdF and SH back in Sydnery till 3:38am. Sleep time, approx 4am.
*BING* - my eyelids snapping open at 1PM. EH? 1PM?!? THURSDAY? WORK DAY!!!!
Aiiiiyah... how do I get myself out of this one?
Did I make it to work? Yes, but only at 6pm, discreetly standing down the road from the office waiting for AA. We had a Gaucho steak date after all *grin* 3 bloody marys and a 300g hunka meat later, I headed home. Only to be tempted out again by Sus *grin* 3 cocktails and half a bottle of champers later, we trundled home. No sleep, but at least lots of fun :)
Tacky lamp @ Crazy Bear
Hope you're noticing the time on this post. Count down with me... 38 mins.
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