Working three jobs is not always easy though, hence the hiatus from blogging for the past couple months. Sometimes I would come home after a long day and then I'd sit with some thrown-together dinner...only to wake up ten minutes later slumped at my dining table and a smear of food on my cheek.
Last week, I fell asleep on the bus and woke up a few stops after I was supposed to get off. In my 10+ years of transit riding, this has never happened. I've always had some freak sixth sense that wakes me up right before my stop. (Sometimes I miss my stop because I'm not paying attention, but that's another story).
Maybe that's going overboard.
And because I get to make my own music playlist at work, I like dancing around while I'm steaming milk or restocking cups.