Grabbed a quick bite after and then headed home. Took a shower and then got on skype to chat with the grasshopper for a bit.
Perhaps I'm in denial about my actual age, but I refused to go to bed despite the grasshopper's constant reminders that it was getting late. From 12.30am, to 1am, to 1.30am.. By the time I logged off it was already 2am.
Don't worry! I said. And kissed him goodnight and tucked myself in.
Fast forward to this morning. The 2 alarms that I set went off. And I was still in bed. The only thing that forced me to wake up was a sharp shooting pain in my belly, probably the result of finishing a bag of chips and a pack of gummies for dinner.
So now I'm on my way to work, my eyes barely able to keep on while I sit on the train. I think I'll nap for a bit.