I was doing so well yeterday. I overslept, but despite the fact I missed breakfast I was great. I didn't feel tired, I wasn't overly hungry. I was talking to a lady on the bus and we were passing the time on our last 45 minutes f transit riding laughing pitfalls and mannerisms of the commuter. I was doing pretty well. Last night I had an errant thought and it stuck with me till morning. I was cold and I wanted my own blankets. That simple.
Today I have been gone a week and I woke this morning tired and cold and starting crying because I wanted nothing more than to be in my bed with my two comforters and four baby blankets. I didn't want to get out from under the covers to the icy shock of air coming from somewhere and a heating I'm sure works only when I'm not in the room because everywhere else in the house is fine.
It was too early- it was 520 but I was going to be late despite the fact that I don't start work until 8:45 becuse I have to be at the bus stop before 7.
My uncle doesn't have a normal toaster- it is microwave, broiler, oven and toaster all in one. It takes 6 minutes to toast the first piece of not normal bread and I can't change the settings have my bread is usually hard. The second piece takes about four minutes. This doesn't leave me much time to finish my tea and i don't have a travel mug.
And then there's the 4 hours i spend commuting eac day, and my office- which is so fucking quiet and all of the chatter is work related. At least my cubicle is by a window.
I also realized that for some reason, everyone in my family has their couches and tv's spaced and angled similarly- with my left side against the back of the couch- not so here.
I know I'm really just nitpicking, but without my parents to talk to and my friends long distance the little things seem so much bigger.
I am in Toronto. I got a job here so I moved two weeks ago. Coincidentally,today I discovered that some who works on my floor has the same name as you and I was going to messgage you. I was on my way to the bathroom when I passed a cubicle that had a sign welcoming Kathy He. I don't suppose you've suddenly moved to Toronto and are now working for the government?