And... She's off! Sort of.
Leave it to me to show up, stupid for sleep, during night audit. Some of you will see the irony in that, others won't even know what the hell a night audit even is. Either way, it means there's 20 minutes before I can check in to what might be called a "quaint inn" that I've yet to get into. I know I said no hotels but this has been an exceptional day, which was tackled on a mere 4 hours sleep the night before.
I've earned the bed I'll sleep in tonight/this morning, even if it's the only one I see for the next 3 days. Irony of ironies, this is the same place I stayed years ago with my family...maybe tomorrow morning/afternoon I'll go visit the Pink Poodle and get her to make me some bacon & eggs...ok, that was the give away, wasn't it? Clearly, I am delirious.
