Ding Dong, the fries are gone.

Ding, Dong!  He’s FINALLY Gone!  Hallelujah.  The Brother-in-law is back on a bus to Calgary.  May God be with him… and those on the bus.

So today I thought that I was supposed to be in Trail.  Turns out that I’m not there until next week, oops!  I was actually scheduled for Revelstoke this morning and as luck would have it I didn’t start ‘till 9 so everything worked out really well as I was planning on being on the road to Trail by 7 anyway.  Just really confusing to try and figure out why you’re not going where you thought you were supposed to be going.

Feeling rather strange today actually, come to think of it the strange feeling started last night.  Feel rather like I used to when I was on the verge of emotionally crashing, but nowhere near the same extent.  Now I know that I can choose not to “go there” and let my emotions flay me alive.  Now I just need to figure out why I feel… off, and deal with it.

I hear that Wifey is back in the country and I’m anxiously awaiting a phone call to confirm… wondering why I haven’t received that call yet?  :P

Well I’m taking The Baron to a sports bar for supper because they honestly have the most amazing burgers in the city and that’s what he has a craving for tonight.  I for one have decided that it’s time to stop eating mass amounts of crap while on the road.  This is the first year that I’ve been working on the road that I’ve really just let everything go in terms of what I’ve been eating.  I’ve even been eating fries *gasp!* this last while.  This is something new for me as I’ve always made sure that I avoid them while I’m on the road in order to avoid a growing gut.  So it’s “Can I get a salad with that” from now on.  I’ve got to slow the growth of this gut or my Dad will be completely unable and utterly excused for telling me that I’m going to look like him soon if I don’t watch it.  (