So, I'm here, at work. Tired - don't know why. Not even the 45 minutes long power walk got me completly out of the sleepy cloud this morning. Since I now touched the subject I can admit that I'm starting to feel bad for draging stoch out of bed to walk with me - but, he is supposed to protect me as he so nicely puts it himself and the major reason for my dictatorship on the morning walks is to protect me from the raccons that I constently have nightmares about - jeeez I'm so scared of them and at dawn they are always out treespassing peoples drivesways, ready to attack ambitious joggers like myself and my hubby, but see, never have this happened to me and I bet my next paycheck that that's all because stoch is walking next to me. But I'm tired and its getting much darker much too soon now since we flipped the time back and there is nothing worse then clocking out and step out of the building and its pitch dark out there. I'm so excited for thanksgiving now, muuuuuch to much food - diets aren't for me and turkey sounds extremly good right about now. Love, em