The Sleep In

Usually I dont get to sleep in past 6am on a weekday, but after last night kickboxing class I just couldnt bring myself to walk up on time.

So I ended up getting out of bed @ 7am (an extra hour and 15 minutes from usual) and decided to take my time getting ready. I even managed to have breakie while getting ready, toast with butter and honey (nom nom nom!).

By the time I got out of the house and said bye to the girlfriend (who had the day off, I know how rude!) it was sometime around 8:10am I think. Driving to the station made me realise exactly how many school zones I have to drive through to get to my usual park, which ofcourse was taken so I had to park a little up the road.

Something that was on the plus side of going in late was that it is alot warmer walking to the station @ 8:20am then it is @ 6:20am. I only had to take one jacket to work with me today.

Finally made it to the station for the 8:30am train, when I got to the platform I sware I have never seen soo many people @ Hurstville station let alone on the same platform, then I realised that they all wanted to get on the train, my train :O.

A little after getting on the platform the train rolls up, comepletely packed. I managed to squeeze myself into the carridge, at this point I am cursing my body for not wanting to get up at normal time :(. When the train eventually grinded to a holt at Central station I had to once again squeeze myself out through the masses of people. Finally walking through the office doors at 8:55am, and from there the rest of the day begins.