Yay!

Last night, I woke up after having had a bad day's sleep, and headed off for a hot bath to try to wake up.

G and I were talking about dinner--what do YOU want? I dunno, what do YOU want, when the phone rang. A thick African accent came over the machine, leaving a message. After a few minutes, I said "oh hey, that's the new night nurse supervisor, probably calling me to tell me not to come in, the patient census is low, or if I want to come in at 7 pm and pick up overtime."

I toweled off, listened to the message and called her back.

Sho' nuff, she was calling me off.

"So, how would you like a night off?"

I laughed and said "I'd like it pretty well"

Dried my hair and went to enjoy burgers at the Embarcadero. Awesome. I love when that happens!